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Thursday morning, Mr. Barnes had to reschedule the makeup exam until lunch period. So, I waited outside his classroom, bounced on my toes, and prayed that I hadn’t forgotten all the information that I’d memorized these past few days.

I could not fail this test.

If I had to, I’d sleep with the damn fucking principal to get him to change my grade.

Okay, I definitely wouldn’t do that, but I was getting desperate.

When the lunch bell rang, students flooded out of the classroom.

I waited until everyone came out before I peeked my head in and gave Mr. Barnes a small smile. “Please say that you’re still available for the retake.”

Mr. Barnes stood up from his desk with an exam in his hand, placing it on the desk in front of him and knocking on the wood. “All ready. Apologies that I had to reschedule. Some kids TP’d my house.”

“TP’d?”

“Threw rolls of toilet paper over it. I didn’t know kids still did that.”

“Me neither. Do you know who it was?”

“I suspect Poison, but who knows?”

Stifling a laugh, I slid onto the chair. Oh, if it was Poison, they wouldn’t throw toilet paper at his house. They’d do something more along the lines of setting fires at every one of his doors and windows and letting the poor man’s house be engulfed in flames while he lay peacefully in bed.

“Good luck, Miss Abara.”

After grabbing a pencil from my backpack, I flipped through the pages of the exam and took a deep breath. I could pass this with flying colors. I knew all the answers already. Once I aced it, I hoped that Mom would finally loosen her leash on me.

Thirty-five minutes later, I shoved my pencil into my backpack and handed Mr. Barnes the exam. I had checked it over at least three times, made sure all my answers were correct, and even written explanations as to how I’d gotten to that answer. I left no room for interpretation.

“I’ll grade this during my free period and get it to you before the school day ends.”

“Thank you so much,” I said, hiking my backpack up on my shoulders. “This means more than you could even imagine.”

Once I departed from class, I hurried to the cafeteria. Lunch ended in about ten minutes, which meant that I had exactly two minutes to eat and eight minutes to gossip with Allie about how much of a bitch my mom had been.

Allie didn’t know everything, but she knew that I thought Mom was annoying.

When I reached the cafeteria, I eyed Poison’s table. They sat alone—Landon smoking a cigarette inside the building, João with his feet up on the table, and Kai probably doing something illegal on his laptop.

Instead of sitting with them, like I kind of wanted to, I collapsed on the stool in front of Allie and sighed.

She shut her Biology textbook and pushed her glasses up her nose. “How’d it go?”

My lips curled into a smirk. “I aced it.”

She grinned. “I knew you’d do good. Now, you get to come with me to the football game tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes. “If my mom lets me.”

“She will.” Allie nudged me from across the table. “As long as you’re coming with me and not those three boys who are so damn infatuated with you that they can’t ever look away.” She glanced behind me. “Yuck, gross.”

Unable to stop myself, I glanced over my shoulder to see Poison whispering with each other now and looking over at us. I turned away, knowing that I’d see them after school, and leaned forward. “They are not obsessed with me.”

Allie snorted. “Yeah, okay. Keep telling yourself that.”

“They’re not!”

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