Falling “Pop quiz.” The class groans in unison. “What? I want to see how my students are doing. If that is so wrong, I don’t want to be right.” Gregor chuckles at his attempt at humor. The Goth girl to my left passes me the stack of papers. “I think his main purpose is to see how much of a living hell he can make of or lives.” She says under her breath. “I think he stays up late getting his kicks from new ways to torture his students,” I banter back. “I heard that, and I expect a hundred from you, Miss Starr.” Now I groan. If he is expecting me to make a good grade he is in for some disappointment. It is not that I don’t try to pay attention to what Dylan is trying to teach me. It is just that the numbers start blending together and my head aches with the thought of numbers and letters together. Whoever invented algebra was a tool, letters and numbers together just plain confusing, besides I have more fun watching Dylan trying to teach me then actually learning the stuff.
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