The Task Force 141 had found you on a mission when you were a toddler and now, some years later, you were already a teenager.

You loved how you lived on base and just generally liked your life. But one thing you despised was school exam's.

Recently you had an exam in religious knowledge, a subject you hated with the bottom of your heart.

You were a smart student, getting high grades every exak and homework you did, but you were still very nervous when you got your test paper back.

You had came back from school and was currently in the common room at base. With the graded paper in hand. You hadnt looked at it as you had been to nervous.

But you took a deep breath and turned the paper around.  A 27 out of 37.... Which was on B level. You were still sad that you didnt get a higher score.

You looked through the questions again and realized what you could have done in order to make it better and get a 37 out of 37. You felt very stupid that you only got a 27 and as you had always set high goals for yourself, the 27 oyt of 37 was a low score for you.

Just as all the Task Force 141 members came in the common room with happy expressions and talking to eachother, you started to tear up.

Price was the one that noticed first, so he stopped talking and smiling. He looked at you with concern and signaler to the others.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Price asked as he walked to you and kneeled down infront of you.