梦 - 给我一次机会！

It was 2.20 pm. I entered the room only to find all my friends rushing to finish a Geography homework. Looking up at the blackboard, I see that the dateline for this piece of work is at 2.30 pm.

'No wonder everyone's rushing', I thought to myself.

I walked to my seat located right in front of the class TV and started daydreaming. Someone came to me to ask for help, afterall Geography used to be my strongest subject when it was still being studied.

Rrriiinnggg!!

And the bell goes, I had a mental vision (mental vision in a dream, wth?) of a person on a motorcycle coming in through the gates. Shortly after, a man carrying his helmet came in and demanded for everyone's homework.

After collecting, I then realize that I have not handed in nor done mine! And I even had the time to help others! Turning around, I consulted the few people around my table: Andrew, Yang and Boon (quite obviously adaptations from reality).

A quick check showed that that 40 multiple-choice-questions piece of work is worth 30% if I wanted to go on with the Geography course (adaptation of MC + Uni...). The final exam is worth 50% and another minor test is worth 20%. A hurried discussion ensued with Andrew and Yang chiding me and me trying to defend myself with stupid reasons.

Slamming the table, I ran outta the class, stopping shortly to turn around and look at the people (dramatic camera effect, which I always thought looks stupid...). I dashed out through the gate, ran through a commercial area, and stopped at in front of a yellow coloured shop lot.

Pushing open the glass doors, I entered and looked around for the motorcycle guy, believing that I could actually beat a motorcycle even if I left late. I spotted the guy passing the stack of homework to the teacher. As I walked to her, I concocted my story, running through my head a few times even.

It would appear it's the first time I'm seeing her. She's an Indian teacher wearing a office blouse, slightly shorter than me, and had her hair tied up in a bunch at the back.

"Excuse me, madam... Are you the teacher teaching the Geography course?"

"Yes I am. What is the matter?"

"I'm actually one of your students in the Geography course. I want to say that I'm very sorry that I did not actually complete the homework we were suppose to do" (First, always apologize)

"Oh? Wh-"

"But I was hoping you can give me another chance! Please let me retake the homework!" (Second, ask for a chance, but since this never goes through, prepare an explanation)

"Why? Do you have a reason why you failed to hand up this piece of assessment?"

'Failed? I didn't fail, you *****', I thought to self (of course, keep all thoughts to self). "Actually it's complicated. At the start I found that I was struggling in this class, I couldn't bring myself to remember all the facts. I was even considering dropping this course altogether, which was why I did not complete the homework. However, I realized that I wasn't really studying it right, and after all the effort I put in to study, I do want to score well in this course. Please, pleae give me a chance!" (Third, explain, of course, and humble thyself, and don't let the other person interrupt, and keep eye contact at all times!)

"But the fact remains that *you* did not finish the work on time"

"I know! That's why I'm asking for another chance, all I need is one hour, one hour to complete it and I'll leave the rest up to you, no matter the marks." Okay, at this point I'm starting to lose hope, this felt a bit familiar... (near missing that final exam comes to mind...). So, have to use final strat, look the pathetic little kid who's dying to pass or else the world crumbles on top of him, squashing him to smitherins.

"*sigh* Okay, when do you want to do it? You have to do it under my supervision though."

The clock behind her tells me it's 5 minutes to 3 pm.

"Anytime madam, even now will do." (If given a chance, must show sincerity)

Taken aback, she said, " Oh, okay. But I'll have to fetch some people back home first. We'll do it after that, say... 3.15 or 3.30 maybe?"

"Sure, anytime's fine by me."

"Fine, follow me then."

And so I followed her round the corner, taking my time to look at the inverted L-shaped office, as well as looking out for any tables which happen to be empty. Who knows, I may be doing my work on that table. Best to observe and know where most things are. Especially toilets. Can't stress on the importance of knowing where the toilet is.

She stopped me at the exit on the other side of the office, telling me to wait there. She then announced to the couple of guys who look like uni students that she was gonna have to stay behind and observe a students of hers complete her work. She then said that they were gonna leave instantly for home.

Was there a choreographer or something? Cause the 4 guys nodded at the same time each time she finished one sentence.

"Right! So you understand. Wait her, I'll get my stuff."

She then exited the shop lot, turned right and walked up the stairs to the upper floor. I turned around and observe the four guys at the computers. The computers are placed like slanted parking lots, the type where you curve almsot 45 degrees to enter it. So this gives me a good view of what all four of them are doing.

And surprisingly, all four of them are playing the same game, although at different stages. The game had Sylvester the cat as the main character. Controls are simple, using the up down left right buttons and spacebar for action. Tap spacebar multiple times for a combo move.

Game screen was divided into half, with the top half plus a bit more being the 2-D game screen. Beneath it is a where there's a BBQ grill on it. Beneath the grill, there's the usual stats, like life, heart points, and score.

More on the BBQ grill. The monster patties on the grill all do a synchronize dance of jumping on the grill, like how one with a flat body would if one were being cooked alive. The guy nearest to me had his BBQ grill almost full. It seems that whenever Sylvester kills a monster or whatever those enemies are, it goes down to the BBQ grill and gets burned in hell, I guess? There's 16 slots on the grill, so at one time, there can be no more than 16 monsters being cooked.

Watching on, the guy then encountered a boss, who was purplish white in colour and had 2 sharp claws, poking his character. Even after depleting the boss's health, the boss can't die, cause there was no space in his BBQ grill!

I then looked to the guy opposite him and see that he's at a lower level, and such a bad player he's getting killed by normal monsters and there's nothing on his BBQ grill.

At this point, teacher returned and ordered us to follow her. The four of them stand up at once and followed her. Are those clones? It seems that even their footsteps are even. Anyway, I followed her out, go round the corner, and enter the office from the other entrance.

'What's this for,' I wondered. She then went to talk with some colleague while we stand by the walls like people facing the gunmen, cept we were facing the other side.

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Then I woke up. I hate vivid dreams.