Molly nervously entered the classroom and took a seat towards the back. She was feeling sick with worry over the final exam and she wanted to make sure she had a clear view of a garbage can incase she got sick. She looked up towards the front of the room and saw that Professor Frost was reading a book.
Just as she was having second thoughts about taking the exam, Professor Frost instructed them to begin. “Here goes nothing” she whispered as she picked up her quill, dipped it in ink and read the first question.
Molly worked quickly on each of the questions, hoping she was going to at least get some points for trying. Every few moments, she glanced around the room to make sure her trash can and the door were visible. She could feel the butterflies going crazy in her stomach and she wanted nothing more than to be finish with the exam and back on the lawn.
Finally, the last question. All I have to do is finish this one, turn in my parchment and get out of here. She put the final period on her parchment, double checked that her name was neatly on the top. Molly quietly got up from her seat and took her exam to Professor Frost. “Thank you, sir, for a great year” she said as she placed her exam on his desk. She gave a little smile and a wave before heading out the door for the last time that year.

Aurora walked up to the classroom and again took a deep breath as she walked through the door. She wasnt as nervous about this exam for she was pretty skilled in Arithmancy.
She said, "good morning, Professor Frost" as she took her seat. She took an extra sheet of parchment for scrap paper and began her exam. You could she she was concentrating hard, her little tongue was sticking out the side of her mouth. She wroked dilligently for some time and when she was finished, she handed her paper to the professor.
"Thank you, Professor," she whispered as she walked out the door. Once out the door, she leaned against the cool stone wall and exhaled deeply. Another one done, she sighed to herself, and then walked away.

Ariana walked into the Arithmaancy classroom, nervous and excited the same time. She had been studying non-stop since the last lesson, not sleeping well as numbers and symbols were creeping into her blissful sleep of home and her bunny which she missed. Shaking her head to clear it, she took a seat, nodding to the professor and looked down at her parchment, her mind suddenly going blank.

She stared out the open window, hoping the answers would zoom into her head like so many other things did, but unfortunatly it didn't happen. Sighing, she bent her head over the parchment and began to write, her tounge sticking out as she slowly filled the page. Her eyebrows were strung together like little beads of string, and in her concentration she blocked out the scribble of everyone elses quill and soft muttering.

Soon, she stopped and stretched her hand which was beginning to cramp up as she held onto the quill, which tickled her fingers. Looking at her paper again, and she frowned as an answer appeared in her mind, grinned and continued writing, writing very tiny and splotchily.

An hour later and she finished with a sigh of relief. One exam down, so many more to go. She picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulders as she got up and stretched, causing a twinge in her back, which she winced from. Sleeping on those comfy chairs wasn't good after all she thought as she walked up to the Professors desk and handed him the exam, a wide grin on her face. Nodding to him in goodbye, she quietly walked out the door, feeling a little less tense.

Patrick walked into the Arithmancy classroom for his second final. He was nervous. He had tried to study but wasn't sure if he'd done enough. He nodded at the professor's greeting. He was positive that if he opened his mouth he'd be sick.

He took the exam paper and parchment and quills and sat down at a random desk. He dipped the quill into the inkwell and looked down at the first question....

After about an hour of hmmm-ing and hah-ing over his answers he finished. He stood up nervously but more confidentally than when he'd entered the room. He took the paper and his parchment to Professor Frost. He put both down and left the room. "Two down," he muttered as he left.

Liz walked into the aritmacy classroom and sat down. She grabbed the exam paper a quill and ink and began the exam. After 1 hour of uhh....'s she finnaly got up and gave the professer the exam. "Thanks"

Kennedy entered the Arithmancy classroom and quickly took a seat. Arithmancy was one of her favorite classes and Kennedy had actually enjoyed studying for the exam. However, taking the exam was another story. Kennedy read over the questions and realized that the exam didn't seem so bad. She immediately set to work on the questions and when she finished, scanned over her parchment several times. Convinced that her math was correct and that she answered the other questions to the best of her ability, Kennedy handed in her final exam and departed the room.

Amelia stepped into her all-time favorite class and was slightly surprised to find the desks rearranged in rows with quills and parchment already out on each desk. She was not that nervous, as she really loved working with numbers and had spent the last two days in the library studying for this final. She calmly approached Professor Frost's desk, smiled and said 'Good morning' and then took an exam back to her seat.

In barely 30 minutes, she was finished with all the questions and just looking over her work. As she gnawed on the end of the quill, she noted one thing to change before handing it in her work; she had mixed up the capstone and cornerstone meanings in her hastiness to finish.

Once she was convinced that all her math was correct and all the questions were answered to the best of her ability, she put down her quill and walked the exam up to the Professor's desk. She handed it in and departed from the classroom, pleased that two finals were done.

Jasmine entered the Arithmancy classroom with dread. This was not going to go well, she knew it. She always seemed to transpose her numbers and that got her confused and she ended up with wrong answers. Well, she was going to try her best and hope it all works out. Finding a seat, she smiled at the professor nervously, took a deep breath and picked a quill.

After about an hour, Jasmine layed down her quill and sighed in relief. Well, thats it. Taking her parchment she handed it to the professor and said,"Here you go professor. I hope you have a lovely summer and I hope to see you again next term." Smiling completed, she left the classroom much happier than when she came in.

Kerry entered the room, her heart beating quite fast with nervous anxiety. She had studied as much as she could for this final and hoped she would do well.

Finding an empty seat near an open window, Kerry took a seat and stared at the parchment in front of her. Her eyes widened when she saw the questions. She had done all the work before in class, but reality hit her that now she would be doing it all alone. So many calculations ahead of her!! Kerry did not like numbers and she could feel the sweat bead upon her brow as she picked up her quill and slowly began the exam.

Kerry sat scribbling away all the definitions she could recall and counting off number after number in her head for what seemed like hours. As she reached the last question she she breathed a huge sigh of relief!! She couldn't believe she was finally done! She sat there for a few additional minutes trying to look the exam over, but soon found herself feeling antsy and unable to sit still anymore. Feeling she had done the best she could on the exam anyway, Kerry put her quill down, stood up, stretched her legs for a brief moment and then walked to the front of the room to hand her exam in.

Wishing the professor a good day, Kerry quietly walked out of the room, happy to have one more exam under her belt.