I would keep my backpack on the ground next to me just like every other day, but I’d leave it open with a piece of paper at the bottom with answers that I could glance at. It was going well for months, acing all of my tests, it was like I had a photographic memory. Until this chudette behind me gets up and sees what I’m doing and called me out to the teacher, right in front of everyone. Just announced it, I was so embarrassed. Found out a few years later she was a local sheriff. I was not shocked