alrobinson : Sorry I know thats not your purpose of opening this thread but I agree with PP, it does sound like a stalker. They have ingenious ways and means of getting information you didnt even know you were sharing in the unlikeliest places.
Ok here is mine, and also related to my last year of HS. I have to give a bit of background so that the crazy coincidence makes sense later.
In my high school we were taught 6 subjects, all of which I attended the full 2 years. The final exams were upon us and university required every student to pass in 5 subjects to move onto uni.
At the last minute, like literally standing outside the exam hall, my best friend and I decided we werent going to take the maths exam. (After cramming the whole previous week together! yes I wasnt the most responsible 17 year old around).
So now I HAD to pass the other 5 subjects in order to continue my studies. Sitting for the maths would have given me an extra subject in case I fared badly at the others. My parents were upset when they found out, but I didnt have time to think about them in the flash second my friend and I had the brainwave idea to SKIP an exam.
So anyhoo, I completed the exams for four subjects and was getting ready for the very last one.
I lived in student digs at the time with some other girls, none of whom were in my class or sharing any courses with me. My best friend with who I had skipped the exam lived with her parents at her home.
All of the exams started mid-day and I was just settling at my desk to study for the last subject, History, when a classmate turns up. She is in my history class. This girl is someone I am friendly with but we have never hung out, have different friend groups, have never shared a ride to school and I didnt even know where she lived. Lets call her Gina.
Its 8 in the morning and I’m wondering why she’s here, dressed in her uniform, when the exam isnt for another 2 hours and I asked her that.
She said, “Well I wanted to get to the exam hall on time and none of the other girls I usually go with are taking History. I didnt feel like going alone so I”m here to pick you up.”
So early? I asked. She stared at me. “RayofLight, our exam is in half an hour.”
No its not, its at 10 like all the others. She said, “No, its right now. In half an hour. What, you didnt know??”
Gina had no idea I’d skipped the Maths test. She wasnt in the Maths class with me. We stared at each other for what seemed like eternity and then she said, “GO get dressed in ten minutes, we’re going to be late!”
I literaly got ready and left in 5 minutes and on the way over we just kept staring at each other in shock. I’d lived at the student digs for the last 2 years, and Gina, who lived close by had NEVER come by even once to share a ride to HS with me or any of the other students that lived there.
When I asked her what made her decide to come that day she said she really didnt know but she wanted to go with someone and remembered that I lived somewhere around the area. She had been to visit someone in our student flats a long time ago once but wasnt sure where it was and just decided to try her luck and see if she could locate the place again and ask if we could go together.
I’m forever grateful to her for coming that day.
She was right, all the other subjects were set at 10 am but History was at 8 and I had no idea and would have stayed at the student flats revising for the exam as it was taking place. And missed my last chance to graduate HS.
Instead, I did make it to the History test and passed, got my HS diploma and then attended Uni. If I’d missed that last exam, on the very last day, I would have only sat for 4 subjects and therefore been automatically disqualified from continuing on. I would have had to re-sit the entire 6 subjects a year later. The tuition and board paid by my parents would have been wasted. And I’d be a year behind everyone else.
I think of Gina very often. I still dont know what compelled her to come looking for me but I’m so glad she did. I cant seem to explain that days’ events but because of the enormous importance of her turning up that day, and the impact it in saving my entire future, I still think about it every so often. When I think back, I get goosebumps from the whole thing.