![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Your entire future is in jeopardy if you don’t buck your ideas up.” Clenching my jaw, I remained silent, tuning out Prof. How did she get an A, again, and I could only manage a D? Again?Īs the bell rang for the end of the class and everyone piled out, I reclined back in my seat, casual and indifferent to everyone’s eyes, but inside I felt my future slipping from my grasp. My eyes strayed from the small smile playing across her lips to the paper she was clutching in her hand, and resentment burned through me. Mousey-brown hair scraped back in a tight ponytail, a school uniform that should really be burned, it was so ill-fitting…she had “future librarian” written all over her. ![]() Tearing my gaze away from my paper, my attention shifted to the girl sitting at the desk under the window. This was the only class I was struggling in, and it had to be with the one teacher I couldn’t control. A degree from there opened more doors than one from Oxford or Cambridge, and if I was going to follow in my dad’s footsteps, I needed to take my place there next year. Even worse, I’d have no hope of getting into Alstone College. If I didn’t keep up my grades, my spot as football team captain was gone. Blackthorne.” My English Lit teacher thumped my desk as he slapped my essay down on it. Important Reasons for Having Mirrors in ElevatorsĪnd that was the way it was going to stay. ![]()
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