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Cheating model composition
Cheating model composition
Our semestral examinations was starting any minute. The sky was a clear azure blue promising a beautiful afternoon. Although the weather was mesmerizing, I was feeling quite the opposite inside because I had not studied for the test. "All the best!" John flashed his perfect pearly whites at me. John is my best friend. We are like two peas in a pod for everything except studies. John was intellectually gifted while I had a pea for a brain. However, that was not going to stop me. If I didn't pass this test, I knew I would be grounded during my holidays and never get to play my favorite game. Even though my heart was pounding with guilt, I knew that was the only way to passing the test. I was petrified if I could pull this feat off but I would not know unless I try. Little did I know, this was the worst idea my brain ever conjured.
I strategically sat myself next to John so that I can copy from his paper. Not long after, the test commenced. I had a good view of his answers as I was seated close to him. In order not to raise suspicion from my teacher, I took furtive glances at his paper when Miss Rudy was distracted. Despite my best efforts to take quick glances, I could see nothing. I needed a better plan. After much thinking, I knew exactly what to do. I will drop my pen and motion John to pick it up for me.When he bends down, I would have sufficient time to look at his answers. If only I knew, what a bad idea that was. I propped my test paper against my face in case my teacher was glancing at my direction. I used the paper for a shield while John was under his desk searching for the missing pen. I took surreptitious glances and quickly started scribbling the answers. Everything was going without a hitch until I heard a familiar voice boom behind me. My heart stopped beating. I panicked when I saw my teacher. I sat frozen on my chair. I did not know whether to stand or sit. "To the principal's office!" she barked. As a result of my misbehaviour, I was punished severely. My parents sold my favourite game away in order to teach me a lesson. Therefore, I had no choice but to fully focus on my revision. I was pleased to know John forgave me in spite of what I had done. I was grateful yet ashamed of my actions. I promised to turn over a new leaf. After all, cheaters never prosper.