They were approached by two boys and a girl. Their names were Aiden Alves, Luis Lockwood, and Allison Killroy. They knew the Hartburn sisters since childhood. Luis was a well stocky built teen, with medium length hair bangs that were the color of walnuts with pale skin. Aiden stood there with his well-built posture, light toned skin, and short dark hair. Allison was Caucasian-American like the others, additionally had long black silky hair and eyes that were emerald like. The three reunited with the Hartburn sisters as they started to walk into their secondary school within Allentown.
“Same old boring high school,” the stocky teen, Luis complained.
“Luckily, I’m out of here by the end of this year,” Aiden bragged to them. “Guess you guys gotta suffer the Junior and Senior years.”
Luis groaned, alongside Veronica as Allison shook her head in disagreement that high school is not always same old boring. Allison always had a positive mindset, tried to make situations or life itself as positive as possible no matter the outcome. Aiden was more of an arrogant teen, sometimes even impatient over even the littlest of things, while Luis was more of a guy who was patient but sometimes could be humorous depending on the situation.
The five started to head through the hallways of the secondary school, kids of ages 14 to 18 were roaming the hallways as if they tried to own the place. Every kid hoped that they would be popular suddenly in high school whenever a new year started, but mainly the five found that very phony. They did not bother with popularity because they always told themselves, that it would die out by the time they got to college or university or entered the job market.
“How the heck does this schedule work?” Tracy rotated her timetable in confusion.
“Let me see,” Allison retorted. She aided Tracy and explained to her how the class and course codes were arranged, which floor the classrooms were on and which class you got first, along with the time slots layout.
“Come on guys,” Aiden commented in a grumpy and incensed manner. “We gotta get to our designated classes. Don’t have time to fight or fool around with some jocks like the way it went last year.”
The group divided themselves, as Allison guided Tracy to her designated classroom and told the others that she will catch up later to the class that they were in together. Aiden headed towards his Advanced Calculus course in the 12th grade since he was planning on going to university or simply college as a backup. Aiden sighed as he read that his class said that it was math related. He really despised math down to the ends of the Earth.
Aiden sat in class for Advanced Calculus and sighed as the teacher started the lecture. The teacher, Mr. Smith wrote derivatives and integral formulas on the white board with his washable markers. He wrote the following symbols and formulas that represented the chain, quotient, substitution, table, etc rules. He wrote out the following question for basic calculus review on the board:
Aiden quickly wrote it on a scrap piece of paper his, while he looked at other students with their iPads and Surface Books, groaned about it, since he preferred it by paper. Within less than a minute, he solved the derivative and muttered to himself in a low tone of a voice saying aloud: “E to the x times (x-2) divided by x cubed.” Mr. Smith asked the entire class if they got it and said seriously, all of you forgot after a certain amount of silence was taking place in the classroom environment.
Aiden blurted out the answer in annoyance, “E to the x times (x-2) divided by x cubed!” Aiden got very annoyed that majority of kids in class forget the simplest rules to derivatives and integration, summer always made them go cuckoo. The teacher asked Aiden what method was used to solve the question, Aiden answered in an impatient tone; “Quotient Rule.”
Mr. Smith proceeded onto more derivatives within the review and started to go through the integration examples one by one. He brought up another example for the class to try out:
The teacher gave the class a few minutes to try to solve the question on their own. Aiden quickly solved it in less than 2 minutes but made a couple of mistakes as well while correcting it along the way, he forgot about the n+1 rule at the end. He groaned at the mathematical equation after solving it, since math was a pure joke to him, and he barely studied for it. Even though he despised math, he was a straight A student in mathematics mainly in his high school career. Mr. Smith asked if the class solved the equation. The class was dead silent for a couple minutes straight, Mr. Smith repeated “Anyone?” a couple of times. He gave the class a couple more minutes to solve it and passed by Aiden’s desk and saw his solution to it. Mr. Smith was impressed as he held up Aiden’s solution to it, despite the messy handwriting, the solution was clear and eligible to the teacher. Mr. Smith simply asked the class what the answer was.
Aiden replied in an impatient manner; “4 times square root of x^2 + 1”. Mr. Smith raised his eyebrow to him and then Aiden suddenly corrected himself, “Oh and plus C as in Constant.”
Mr. Smith asked the class why you must do plus C in this type of
