Unit 1 Test

Sentence structure

the implied or associative meaning of a word

The dictionary definition of a word

anything that stands for or represents something else

In "Unanswered," Which words from paragraph 2 best help the reader understand the use of the word monotone — 1 She often laughed inappropriately, so it wasn’t that unsettling when she did it the day that he found the stranger’s cell phone. The last text read, “Then it’s over?” And there was no reply. Ray thought it was sad, but she laughed when he showed her. He thought she was coarse, but that was one of the things he’d always liked about Lilly. She wasn’t like the girls he went to school with. She wasn’t phony, and she never pretended to feel a certain way like the saccharine, perfection obsessed, overachievers at his school. She never reacted the right way to anything, and he thought it was fascinating. When people gave her gifts or paid her compliments on her hair or clothes, she looked uncomfortable, strained. And when they told her their saddest secrets, she laughed. Always. And not just a little nervous or uncomfortable laugh, it was a laugh that seemed to come from deep inside. 2 Ray had been infatuated with Lilly ever since they started working together at the supermarket six months ago. From the moment he saw her, he knew she was something different. She went to the public school on the other side of town and seemed so much worldlier than Ray did with his sensible khakis and his private schooling. Ray’s life was like the subdivision he lived in— safe, carefully planned, indistinguishable, and monotone. Lilly was different. She was messy and vibrant. They’d trained together as baggers and they would talk every day, but ever since they’d both been promoted to different departments, Ray saw her less and less. Even though he worked in the deli and he wasn’t supposed to pay that much attention to the bakery girls, he was always looking for excuses to talk to her. He told himself that one of these days he’d just ask her out, but every time he tried, he got all tangled up in his words and ended up rambling incoherently. 3 “So, where did you find the phone, Ray?” 4 “On the counter. I think number 33,” he said. He told Lilly that he’d heard the woman say that she was going to pick up a cake once she got her cold cuts, but this was a lie. He didn’t know whose cell phone it was. He knew he should just turn it in to the customer service desk and be done with it, but he wanted a reason to talk to Lilly, so he made up this lie. He’d waited weeks to have a reason to talk to her and today gave him the most compelling reason he’d had yet. As he and Lilly read the text, it seemed like they were in something together, two detectives on an investigation. But after reading it, she laughed, and even though her reaction wasn’t that out of character, he’d hoped for something different. 5 “Well, no lady has come over here in the last hour or so… So, I dunno what to tell ya. Turn it in,” she said. 6 “I guess. But doesn’t it seem like she was in the middle of something? I mean, the text asked if it was over. That seems important. Like, don’t you think we should try to find her?” 7 “I mean, whatever. It’s none of my business.” 8 “But what if it isn’t over?” Ray blurted out, feeling hot. He had no idea what he was doing. He just wanted to keep talking to her. He thought if he could keep talking that he would finally work up the courage to ask her out. His hands grew sweaty and he looked at them realizing they were stained blood red from the meat. He became painfully aware that his smock was spattered with dark stains as well. He thought about what he must look like to Lilly and his courage waned as he grew self-conscious. 9 “Well, if it ain’t over, I guess she’ll let him know. She’ll figure out she lost it soon enough. I mean, I would know pretty fast if I lost my phone. I check it like a trillion times a day.” 10 He knew then that the conversation was over. He knew that he had nothing left. He knew that he should turn in the phone and go back to his work. His manager would be annoyed that he’d been gone so long, but he couldn’t move. He wanted to think of something else to say; something that would make her want to walk around the store with him like a detective trying to figure out whose phone it was. For once, he had done something impulsive, but it was going all wrong. He knew that Lilly didn’t care about this woman and her cell phone and the unanswered text, but Ray cared. Ray cared because he knew that it was a risk to send someone such a direct message. He knew that it took courage to ask hard questions, especially ones where you probably weren’t going to like the answer. 11 Ray wondered about the man who was brave enough to pose the question and he felt sad that it was left open. He hoped it wasn’t over and he felt badly that the woman couldn’t answer to say that it wasn’t over. He imagined the man left waiting, unsure and confused, not knowing that the message had not reached the intended recipient. Ray wanted to find the phone’s owner and set things right and he really wanted Lilly to help him. 12 But instead, he just looked at her for a long time and finally said, “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go turn it in. Thanks, Lilly.”

In 'Unanswered," Read paragraph 6. “I guess. But doesn’t it seem like she was in the middle of something? I mean, the text asked if it was over. That seems important. Like, don’t you think we should try to find her?” The tone of this paragraph can best be described as —

In "Unanswered," which sentence in the story supports the theme? 1 She often laughed inappropriately, so it wasn’t that unsettling when she did it the day that he found the stranger’s cell phone. The last text read, “Then it’s over?” And there was no reply. Ray thought it was sad, but she laughed when he showed her. He thought she was coarse, but that was one of the things he’d always liked about Lilly. She wasn’t like the girls he went to school with. She wasn’t phony, and she never pretended to feel a certain way like the saccharine, perfection obsessed, overachievers at his school. She never reacted the right way to anything, and he thought it was fascinating. When people gave her gifts or paid her compliments on her hair or clothes, she looked uncomfortable, strained. And when they told her their saddest secrets, she laughed. Always. And not just a little nervous or uncomfortable laugh, it was a laugh that seemed to come from deep inside. 2 Ray had been infatuated with Lilly ever since they started working together at the supermarket six months ago. From the moment he saw her, he knew she was something different. She went to the public school on the other side of town and seemed so much worldlier than Ray did with his sensible khakis and his private schooling. Ray’s life was like the subdivision he lived in— safe, carefully planned, indistinguishable, and monotone. Lilly was different. She was messy and vibrant. They’d trained together as baggers and they would talk every day, but ever since they’d both been promoted to different departments, Ray saw her less and less. Even though he worked in the deli and he wasn’t supposed to pay that much attention to the bakery girls, he was always looking for excuses to talk to her. He told himself that one of these days he’d just ask her out, but every time he tried, he got all tangled up in his words and ended up rambling incoherently. 3 “So, where did you find the phone, Ray?” 4 “On the counter. I think number 33,” he said. He told Lilly that he’d heard the woman say that she was going to pick up a cake once she got her cold cuts, but this was a lie. He didn’t know whose cell phone it was. He knew he should just turn it in to the customer service desk and be done with it, but he wanted a reason to talk to Lilly, so he made up this lie. He’d waited weeks to have a reason to talk to her and today gave him the most compelling reason he’d had yet. As he and Lilly read the text, it seemed like they were in something together, two detectives on an investigation. But after reading it, she laughed, and even though her reaction wasn’t that out of character, he’d hoped for something different. 5 “Well, no lady has come over here in the last hour or so… So, I dunno what to tell ya. Turn it in,” she said. 6 “I guess. But doesn’t it seem like she was in the middle of something? I mean, the text asked if it was over. That seems important. Like, don’t you think we should try to find her?” 7 “I mean, whatever. It’s none of my business.” 8 “But what if it isn’t over?” Ray blurted out, feeling hot. He had no idea what he was doing. He just wanted to keep talking to her. He thought if he could keep talking that he would finally work up the courage to ask her out. His hands grew sweaty and he looked at them realizing they were stained blood red from the meat. He became painfully aware that his smock was spattered with dark stains as well. He thought about what he must look like to Lilly and his courage waned as he grew self-conscious. 9 “Well, if it ain’t over, I guess she’ll let him know. She’ll figure out she lost it soon enough. I mean, I would know pretty fast if I lost my phone. I check it like a trillion times a day.” 10 He knew then that the conversation was over. He knew that he had nothing left. He knew that he should turn in the phone and go back to his work. His manager would be annoyed that he’d been gone so long, but he couldn’t move. He wanted to think of something else to say; something that would make her want to walk around the store with him like a detective trying to figure out whose phone it was. For once, he had done something impulsive, but it was going all wrong. He knew that Lilly didn’t care about this woman and her cell phone and the unanswered text, but Ray cared. Ray cared because he knew that it was a risk to send someone such a direct message. He knew that it took courage to ask hard questions, especially ones where you probably weren’t going to like the answer. 11 Ray wondered about the man who was brave enough to pose the question and he felt sad that it was left open. He hoped it wasn’t over and he felt badly that the woman couldn’t answer to say that it wasn’t over. He imagined the man left waiting, unsure and confused, not knowing that the message had not reached the intended recipient. Ray wanted to find the phone’s owner and set things right and he really wanted Lilly to help him. 12 But instead, he just looked at her for a long time and finally said, “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go turn it in. Thanks, Lilly.”

In "Unanswered," which sentence from the story best helps the reader visualize the setting? 1 She often laughed inappropriately, so it wasn’t that unsettling when she did it the day that he found the stranger’s cell phone. The last text read, “Then it’s over?” And there was no reply. Ray thought it was sad, but she laughed when he showed her. He thought she was coarse, but that was one of the things he’d always liked about Lilly. She wasn’t like the girls he went to school with. She wasn’t phony, and she never pretended to feel a certain way like the saccharine, perfection obsessed, overachievers at his school. She never reacted the right way to anything, and he thought it was fascinating. When people gave her gifts or paid her compliments on her hair or clothes, she looked uncomfortable, strained. And when they told her their saddest secrets, she laughed. Always. And not just a little nervous or uncomfortable laugh, it was a laugh that seemed to come from deep inside. 2 Ray had been infatuated with Lilly ever since they started working together at the supermarket six months ago. From the moment he saw her, he knew she was something different. She went to the public school on the other side of town and seemed so much worldlier than Ray did with his sensible khakis and his private schooling. Ray’s life was like the subdivision he lived in— safe, carefully planned, indistinguishable, and monotone. Lilly was different. She was messy and vibrant. They’d trained together as baggers and they would talk every day, but ever since they’d both been promoted to different departments, Ray saw her less and less. Even though he worked in the deli and he wasn’t supposed to pay that much attention to the bakery girls, he was always looking for excuses to talk to her. He told himself that one of these days he’d just ask her out, but every time he tried, he got all tangled up in his words and ended up rambling incoherently. 3 “So, where did you find the phone, Ray?” 4 “On the counter. I think number 33,” he said. He told Lilly that he’d heard the woman say that she was going to pick up a cake once she got her cold cuts, but this was a lie. He didn’t know whose cell phone it was. He knew he should just turn it in to the customer service desk and be done with it, but he wanted a reason to talk to Lilly, so he made up this lie. He’d waited weeks to have a reason to talk to her and today gave him the most compelling reason he’d had yet. As he and Lilly read the text, it seemed like they were in something together, two detectives on an investigation. But after reading it, she laughed, and even though her reaction wasn’t that out of character, he’d hoped for something different. 5 “Well, no lady has come over here in the last hour or so… So, I dunno what to tell ya. Turn it in,” she said. 6 “I guess. But doesn’t it seem like she was in the middle of something? I mean, the text asked if it was over. That seems important. Like, don’t you think we should try to find her?” 7 “I mean, whatever. It’s none of my business.” 8 “But what if it isn’t over?” Ray blurted out, feeling hot. He had no idea what he was doing. He just wanted to keep talking to her. He thought if he could keep talking that he would finally work up the courage to ask her out. His hands grew sweaty and he looked at them realizing they were stained blood red from the meat. He became painfully aware that his smock was spattered with dark stains as well. He thought about what he must look like to Lilly and his courage waned as he grew self-conscious. 9 “Well, if it ain’t over, I guess she’ll let him know. She’ll figure out she lost it soon enough. I mean, I would know pretty fast if I lost my phone. I check it like a trillion times a day.” 10 He knew then that the conversation was over. He knew that he had nothing left. He knew that he should turn in the phone and go back to his work. His manager would be annoyed that he’d been gone so long, but he couldn’t move. He wanted to think of something else to say; something that would make her want to walk around the store with him like a detective trying to figure out whose phone it was. For once, he had done something impulsive, but it was going all wrong. He knew that Lilly didn’t care about this woman and her cell phone and the unanswered text, but Ray cared. Ray cared because he knew that it was a risk to send someone such a direct message. He knew that it took courage to ask hard questions, especially ones where you probably weren’t going to like the answer. 11 Ray wondered about the man who was brave enough to pose the question and he felt sad that it was left open. He hoped it wasn’t over and he felt badly that the woman couldn’t answer to say that it wasn’t over. He imagined the man left waiting, unsure and confused, not knowing that the message had not reached the intended recipient. Ray wanted to find the phone’s owner and set things right and he really wanted Lilly to help him. 12 But instead, he just looked at her for a long time and finally said, “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go turn it in. Thanks, Lilly.”

In "Unanswered," in paragraph 8, what is the purpose of the author’s use of imagery? 8 “But what if it isn’t over?” Ray blurted out, feeling hot. He had no idea what he was doing. He just wanted to keep talking to her. He thought if he could keep talking that he would finally work up the courage to ask her out. His hands grew sweaty and he looked at them realizing they were stained blood red from the meat. He became painfully aware that his smock was spattered with dark stains as well. He thought about what he must look like to Lilly and his courage waned as he grew self-conscious.

In "Unanswered," which line from the story suggests the boy is nervous around Lilly? 1 She often laughed inappropriately, so it wasn’t that unsettling when she did it the day that he found the stranger’s cell phone. The last text read, “Then it’s over?” And there was no reply. Ray thought it was sad, but she laughed when he showed her. He thought she was coarse, but that was one of the things he’d always liked about Lilly. She wasn’t like the girls he went to school with. She wasn’t phony, and she never pretended to feel a certain way like the saccharine, perfection obsessed, overachievers at his school. She never reacted the right way to anything, and he thought it was fascinating. When people gave her gifts or paid her compliments on her hair or clothes, she looked uncomfortable, strained. And when they told her their saddest secrets, she laughed. Always. And not just a little nervous or uncomfortable laugh, it was a laugh that seemed to come from deep inside. 2 Ray had been infatuated with Lilly ever since they started working together at the supermarket six months ago. From the moment he saw her, he knew she was something different. She went to the public school on the other side of town and seemed so much worldlier than Ray did with his sensible khakis and his private schooling. Ray’s life was like the subdivision he lived in— safe, carefully planned, indistinguishable, and monotone. Lilly was different. She was messy and vibrant. They’d trained together as baggers and they would talk every day, but ever since they’d both been promoted to different departments, Ray saw her less and less. Even though he worked in the deli and he wasn’t supposed to pay that much attention to the bakery girls, he was always looking for excuses to talk to her. He told himself that one of these days he’d just ask her out, but every time he tried, he got all tangled up in his words and ended up rambling incoherently. 3 “So, where did you find the phone, Ray?” 4 “On the counter. I think number 33,” he said. He told Lilly that he’d heard the woman say that she was going to pick up a cake once she got her cold cuts, but this was a lie. He didn’t know whose cell phone it was. He knew he should just turn it in to the customer service desk and be done with it, but he wanted a reason to talk to Lilly, so he made up this lie. He’d waited weeks to have a reason to talk to her and today gave him the most compelling reason he’d had yet. As he and Lilly read the text, it seemed like they were in something together, two detectives on an investigation. But after reading it, she laughed, and even though her reaction wasn’t that out of character, he’d hoped for something different. 5 “Well, no lady has come over here in the last hour or so… So, I dunno what to tell ya. Turn it in,” she said. 6 “I guess. But doesn’t it seem like she was in the middle of something? I mean, the text asked if it was over. That seems important. Like, don’t you think we should try to find her?” 7 “I mean, whatever. It’s none of my business.” 8 “But what if it isn’t over?” Ray blurted out, feeling hot. He had no idea what he was doing. He just wanted to keep talking to her. He thought if he could keep talking that he would finally work up the courage to ask her out. His hands grew sweaty and he looked at them realizing they were stained blood red from the meat. He became painfully aware that his smock was spattered with dark stains as well. He thought about what he must look like to Lilly and his courage waned as he grew self-conscious. 9 “Well, if it ain’t over, I guess she’ll let him know. She’ll figure out she lost it soon enough. I mean, I would know pretty fast if I lost my phone. I check it like a trillion times a day.” 10 He knew then that the conversation was over. He knew that he had nothing left. He knew that he should turn in the phone and go back to his work. His manager would be annoyed that he’d been gone so long, but he couldn’t move. He wanted to think of something else to say; something that would make her want to walk around the store with him like a detective trying to figure out whose phone it was. For once, he had done something impulsive, but it was going all wrong. He knew that Lilly didn’t care about this woman and her cell phone and the unanswered text, but Ray cared. Ray cared because he knew that it was a risk to send someone such a direct message. He knew that it took courage to ask hard questions, especially ones where you probably weren’t going to like the answer. 11 Ray wondered about the man who was brave enough to pose the question and he felt sad that it was left open. He hoped it wasn’t over and he felt badly that the woman couldn’t answer to say that it wasn’t over. He imagined the man left waiting, unsure and confused, not knowing that the message had not reached the intended recipient. Ray wanted to find the phone’s owner and set things right and he really wanted Lilly to help him. 12 But instead, he just looked at her for a long time and finally said, “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go turn it in. Thanks, Lilly.”

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