A half hour before test time, I was afraid to look in the mirror. But I had to assess the damages. After all, there were cute guys in this class. Granted, they would be worrying more about the final than what I looked like, and that was my hope at this point.
The first things I saw were my own bloodshot eyes. Where was that Visine.’ My hair looked like Attila the Hun ad spent the night camping in it. Well, I’d pull it back into a ponytail and take the tangles out later.
And then I saw it. It was a huge swelling on the front of my chin that had to be the size of a small golf hall. Surely I was hallucinating from lack of sleep. I had never seen anything like that be- fore, I’d heard of people getting hives from nerves. But a single hive, on the front of my face I gingerly touched it. A hard swelling met my curious fingertips. What had caused this The pizza I’d consumed at midnight or the mountain Dew I’d consumed at two and four and six
A. Perhaps because he didn’t like his own appearance
B. Perhaps because he didn’t prepare enough for the test
C. Perhaps because he was afraid to look at his utterly battled look for the previous sleepless night
D. Perhaps because he had too many worries about the damages brought to his health due to his busy preparation for the test
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