You had to admit, Amy's bold stunt had definitely piqued Fiona's interest.

Fiona shot Jackson a text, hoping to ask him out for dinner, but he never responded.

Soon, the bell rang, and everyone rushed back to class. But the room felt emptier than before. A bunch of students had hurried to the nurse's office—most of them probably had never seen anything so disturbing. No one was in the mood to settle down.

"Where did everyone go?" Ms. Brewer frowned from the front of the room.

Students these days, she thought, were nothing like her own generation. Now, some of them didn't even bother to show up for required classes.

"This is about your credits! If you can't even drag yourselves to an eight a.m. class, how are you going to handle anything in the real world? And don't go around telling people you're from Center College. Center College has never had students skipping required courses. Not once."

She slammed the chalkboard eraser down on the podium, the sound cutting through the room. Her whole expression was thunderous.

was the worst class she'd ever had. No

these kids even get into

They couldn't wait to throw themselves into their studies—even when they didn't

group? Forget asking questions—they couldn't even manage to show up and pay attention. It was the bare minimum, and even that was too

more she thought about it, the

isn't here in the next ten minutes, you're all getting marked absent. That means you lose both year and

erupted in whispers and


“Something really bad happened before class. Amy got boiling water poured on her

deepened. She adjusted her glasses,

narrowed, uneasy at

this happen? Did they

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