[h1][b][color=red]Ruomahl/Rowan[/color][/b][/h1]

A beep sound came from his computer, and some type of notification had appeared. Fortunately, Rowan had already discovered that sound also came from this thing, and had been listening to music. He clicked on the symbol which resembled the envelope of a letter, and something popped up. These were the mathematics tests that Bessie had mentioned. It would be odd using these Arabic numbers instead of his native number system, but he would have to make do with it.

"So, how do I do them?" Rowan thought out loud.

Was there some kind of method in which he could accomplish this task? He did not know it, assuming there was. This was not a written test, in which he could write down the answers of the questions on a piece of paper. He'd have to figure out something.

So time passed, and Rowan figured out how to do Microsoft Word. Once that tribulation was dealt with, Rowan went through the test with flying colors. Mathematics was a subject he comprehended well, even if it was not a subject he enjoyed as much as something involving literature. As he had studied from Algebra to Calculus, he was able to correctly formulate the answers. Even if he had not been the most diligent of students, something he would deny, he at least had learned quite a lot about mathematics and literature, but the literary knowledge was useless here.