She wasn’t nervous. She was scared and angry. She’d been walking up and down the room and halls for the last three hours. Every time she tried sitting, she felt like she was going to pull every strand of her hair out. Mahogany, upon hearing her daughter’s tearful screams o...
An open bag of Doritos lay beside her while she read and sang along to Katy Perry’s Teenage Dream blasting from her entertainment system. She was trying to get a head start on her finals. She had paid off her of her TA’s $150 each to get her an advance copy of the final study guide. Hopefully, sh...