Once she flipped through the pages of the exam she almost panicked. She [i]hadn't [/i]studied, but usually that wasn't a problem, this time it seemed the questions were harder. They were specifically the things that hadn't stuck out in her mind. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. She could do it, she just needed to think and remember, she needed to focus.  She knew the information was in there somewhere.

Felixia shook her head and looked at the first question, it wasn't hard. She marked “A” and moved to the next question. She had gotten halfway through the exam when she realized she knew nothing about this portion. She closed her eyes and she focused, took a breath, there was no way she didn't know the answers. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the man sitting next to her had just gotten to the section, and then she realized what the answers were. Like she knew them subconsciously. She began filling in the short responses and focused on the string of answers. Some it them she knew before even reading the question. Then she saw the guy stop, and she hesitated. She looked at the question but nothing came to mind. She gave a nervous laugh. Something was wrong with her. 

With her pencil she began filling in answers, she wasn't cheating, but her pattern was matching the guy next to her and she didn't want to be accused. Once he began answering she could hear the answers again. She closed her eyes. Whats happening? She quickly filled in the rest of the answers, she didn't bother to read them, just marked down random things and stood up. She could hear various things as she passed by other students. She whispered sorry as she quickly made her way through the crowded aisle. When she reached the girl with reddish hair and a black and white windbreaker she felt her head pulsate. There was a nagging sensation that lingered as she passed – it was different. She couldn't put a finger on it.

She turned the paper in at the front showing her ID. It was an old picture of her, but the professor nodded and took her test. She put her palm to her head as she walked out. She didn't bother to close the door slowly behind her, any attempt at quieting the sound of the doors was always in vain, there would always be an obnoxiously loud click even if the whole thing didn't bang closed.

Felixia had taken the exit to the main hallway rather than the outside of the building. She wanted to sit in the hallway it was quieter, inside her head at least. She leaned against the white brick wall before sliding down and making herself comfortable. She was either still drunk, or there was something seriously wrong with her. She put her head back against the wall for a few minutes before taking the pencil she had used during the test out of her bag. She set it down on the white and black tile in front of her. She stared at it. Occasionally feet would shuffle passed her and she at first became very self-conscious, being some random person staring at a pencil will sitting on the ground in a hallway outside of a classroom taking an exam. Then she really thought about it, and as more people passed she stopped caring, it was college after-all. People did weirder things. 

As Felixia let out a sigh she saw the pencil move. Her heart stopped. Then she laughed – she had sighed air could move objects too. She reached for the pencil but it slid away, she tried again but it moved to the other side of the hallway. “Great. Now I'm haunted.” she whispered to herself. It made perfect sense after-all, then she questioned why ghosts would give her test answers, and she squinted her eyes in frustration at the pencil. “Stupid pencil.” She got up to retrieve it, but it slowly moved across the floor back to her, it stopped when she took her eyes off of it. She was definitely still drunk, she laughed to herself, and looked around. There was no one sitting around waiting for another class, and no witnesses as to what just happened. When she picked up the pencil that had stopped at arm's reach she heard the door to the classroom shut. Others were finishing up their exams too, at least he ones who didn't Christmas tree the last portion of it.