Alyssa Hall.

I hated going for morning interviews especially when I had an important Chemistry class to attend, who dared miss Prof Jonah's class? The white haired man in his late sixties was always coming up with several strategies to penalize a student everyday and I refuse to be hitched in his trap.

After cooking and sprucing up my little sister — Callie. I left the house and took the next moving bus to school. Callie doesn't go to school, ever since we lost our parents in the fire accident, she's been trying so hard to get over them. It got worse that she went into a state of depression and she's been battling with that for years, she had to stop schooling when other kids mocked her and made her feel less of herself, she couldn't cope anymore and her teachers advised I let her stay home till she's back to her usual happy self.

The bus stopped in front of Hailey College —my great school  and I hurriedly hopped out, the class was starting in five minutes and I had to meet up before he entered the class and also go for the interview time scheduled for the part-time job I applied for —it was hard living without any savings, I had to help my sister and I since the little savings our parents left us with was almost finished.

I got into the classroom almost same time prof Jonah did but all thanks to God, he didn't catch a glimpse of me entering after he did.

"Morning class." He greeted as he scribbled something on the board. "The last time we talked about the Beckmann's condensation, who else still remembers what I taught?" He asked as he paced around the front roll, I was thankful I didn't sit down there today. Everything he taught in the last class were all gone as soon as he left the class that day, I tried so hard to grasp something from all he said but I didn't get a thing, I couldn't do more when I got home. Been busy searching for part-time jobs online and that's hindering me from studying.

No one stood up to answer his question, and he got really furious —he hated when he asked a question and the class refused to give an answer.

"This was taught three days ago." He held the marker in his hand and tapped his foot repeatedly against the marbled floor —a sign he was getting impatient. "Someone should tell me something about it before I call on someone myself." My heart skipped a breath when he said that, what do I do or say if he calls on me? I quickly brought out my book to glance through what we were taught in the last class but how do I even explain when I don't understand?

"Hey, you." I heard his voice rang in my ears, oh my God! I suddenly wished the ground would just open up and take me in. I was about to get the worst embarrassment of my life, Chemistry wasn't my best course, my major borrowed it for that year and I hated everything about it.

"Si...si-r…Sir." I stuttered.

"What do you know about Beckmann's condensation?" He directed the question to me and I shivered —he detested when a student sat down while he was asking a question, he saw it as a sign of disrespect like he once told us.

"Sir?" I stood up to answer him. "Beckmann's condensation" His phone rang and he gestured to me to stop, I guess it was an awful news because his face turned into a scowl and precipitously, he vacated the class after giving an assignment.

Oh my saving grace!

I thank whoever was behind that, what would I have said if the phone didn't ring?

After Prof Jonah left the class, My best friend —Danya Davis popularly called Deedee came to my seat. She'd ignored anyone who tried to call her by her first or last name, she took the initial letters of both names and made a sobriquet out of it, which sounded sweet by the way.

"I guess you've been reading." Deedee teased me. "Saw how bold you were when you wanted to answer Prof Jonah's question, thought we both hated chemistry. Why did you decide to snitch on me?" She grimaced as she folded her arms and placed them on her chest, I stared at her green orbs and smiled, Deedee has been my friend since we were little lasses and it still amazed me that we were able to go this far in our friendship, I love her a lot and won't even trade what we have for anything.

"Deedee, I swear I didn't know what to say. All thanks to the phone that rang." I raised my hands up to give thanks.

"It's a lie Alyssa, I see you've been studying a lot behind my back." She took her stand and I ignored her, Deedee doesn't take reading seriously and she had wheedled me into not reading too, but I wasn't like her. I had to graduate from college and start a work to fend for Callie and I.

"Yes, I've been up to studying but believe me when I say, chemistry isn't one of the books I read." I glanced at my wrist watch for umpteenth time and I was getting impatient, maybe restless will be the best word to use in this context. As ten approached, my heartbeat intensified and I could feel my heart jumping out If my chest, I guess it was a norm for me to get nervous in times like this. "I have an interview this morning." I told her and she just nodded her head.

"You won't wish me success?"

"You'll ace it, I just hope they don't ask questions in chemistry." Deedee laughed at me.

"No, I forbid that." I stood up when it was forty minutes to ten, I hugged Deedee, grabbed my knapsack and ran out of the classroom.