Lucy stared angrily at the red D on the top right of her paper. Anger and fury raging through her body. But she knew that even though throwing something at the wall would calm her down, it would worsen her current situation. Mr. Carter had been adamant when he had summoned her after class. If she kept failing Masonry, it would mean more than detentions. If she kept falling Masonry, she would have to share her room and, at worst, her visits forbidden! Outrageous! Lucy almost growled in sheer rage. The craving to let the anger run freely through her fingers was overwhelming. With a real but soft growl, she sat at the desk.
She was trying really hard, Mr. Carter couldn't say a word about that. But her lighthouses kept falling as inexorably as her marks. They fell down scattering mishapen stones all around. It should't be so difficult! She moved to the window-seat, sighing at the peacefully white, snowy view.
Her stones weren't ever well-balanced.
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