Get ready for your class test! These five practice exercises cover exactly the same skills as the test — articles, relative clauses, California vocabulary, future tenses and reading. Different questions, same topics. Check your answers as you go.
Choose the correct article in each gap: a, an, the or – (zero article / no article). 13 gaps.
Combine the two sentences into one using a relative clause (who, which, that, where, whose). Add commas where they are needed for non-defining clauses.
Two parts: match the words to their definitions, then fill the gaps using the word bank.
Complete each sentence using the future progressive (will be + -ing) or the future perfect (will have + past participle). Write the full verb form.
Read the story carefully, then answer all three parts.
Charlotte had been driving since eight that morning, looking for the perfect location. Mostly she really enjoyed her job, hunting for suitable places to shoot movies, but today she'd found nothing, and she was feeling tired, hungry and annoyed. How hard could it be to find a creepy old house for a silly werewolf movie? She saw a small diner along the road and stopped the car outside.
Inside, the diner was dark, dusty and old-fashioned. It looked like nothing had changed for decades. There were no other customers, but an elderly man was sitting behind the counter. "Well, hello there, ma'am. What can I get you? A nice cold drink? Some pie? Our apple pie was baked this morning." "Thank you, that sounds great. I'll have a piece of that with cream, please, and a coffee." As she was waiting for the pie, Charlotte noticed there were some photographs of local scenes on the wall. Eureka! There, above the old jukebox, was exactly what she was looking for. It was an old farmhouse, with a big veranda and broken gate. The house seemed abandoned and might be ideal for the werewolf movie. It looked really creepy, and it was just a four hour drive from the movie studio in L.A.
The man returned with the pie. "You won't taste a better pie for miles, I promise." Charlotte tried some. He was right. It was delicious. "Excuse me, but I was looking at your photographs here. The old house in that one looks amazing. Can you tell me about it?" "That? That's the old Waxenberg place. My wife's ma used to work there once, years ago. Been empty since old Jed Waxenberg died back in '85. The whole damn house is fallin' apart. They should pull it down. A few years ago, some local kids dared to go and spend the night there. Half scared themselves to death. Said there were strange noises and a really weird feeling about the place. Now nobody'll go near it." "Can you tell me how to get there?" said Charlotte. "I'd love to take a look at it, and get a few photographs." "Well, it's about six or seven miles down a track after the bridge, but you don't wanna go out there, ma'am. It's not safe. We've got much better things for tourists to visit than that. Our forest trails are always popular. This whole area's a national park, you know."
Charlotte finished her pie and coffee and thanked the man. She was excited to think that after a long disappointing day perhaps she'd actually found a suitable location. The road was full of holes – more of a rough track than a road. She was glad her car was big enough to deal with it. There were several signs saying 'Private! Keep out!' and in one place a small fallen tree was blocking the track. Charlotte decided to ignore the signs, and simply moved the tree out of the way. Finally, there it was. The old Waxenberg place. It was even more creepy in reality than in the photograph in the diner, and in even worse condition. The director would love it. Everything about it said 'werewolf movie'. She parked a few yards away from the broken gate and took her camera bag from the backseat of the car.
She'd get some shots of the place before it got dark. The light wasn't great, with so many tall trees around, but it was good enough. The front door was unlocked and ajar. Should she knock, just in case the owner was inside? No, that was impossible. There couldn't be anyone living there, surely, with the house in this condition. Feeling a little nervous, she stepped inside. The wooden floor of the corridor was covered in broken glass from a mirror that had fallen down. Charlotte was glad she was wearing strong shoes. She hoped the floorboards weren't rotten. Further along the corridor, someone had spray-painted some giant red question marks on the walls. A deep groan came from behind the door. It sounded like an old man who was waking up, or someone in pain. Starting to feel scared, she slowly opened the door – and took a step inside a big, very old-fashioned kitchen. Then suddenly she saw a huge hairy figure moving towards her fast. She ran, fell, and everything went black.
She woke up outside. A park ranger was standing over her. "Really sorry we hit you with that tranquillizer dart, ma'am, but we had to shoot. That bear was right on you." A bear. Not a werewolf.
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