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After pressing Billy for details about the take home test, he finally turned to me and said, “No dude, Miss Miller is the take home test.”
Me and my friend Billy are weird, in that we actually care about our grades, which is sort of like an anomaly at my school. So, when I saw him in study, and he got all quiet about the take home test Miss Miller gave him a few nights prior, I couldn’t help but press him for details. I know I shouldn’t have, but I did. And that’s when he suddenly turned to me with his face as white as notebook paper and said under his breath, “No dude, Miss Miller is the take home test.”
The whole thing was absurd. What was Billy even talking about? I figured he was probably speaking figuratively. I mean, Miss Miller was pretty passionate about all things biology, so it was totally plausible she would put her heart and soul into our take home test. Still, it was kind of unlike Billy to speak so poetically. Especially about anything as crucial, at least to us, as a test.
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Then I got a text. And not from anyone from my contacts. And all it said was, “Gardner. Let me in.”
I smirked. “Billy?” I sent.
“Miss Miller. Let me in.”
Miss Miller? What? Was she hand-delivering this take-home test?
“Gardner?” She texted again.
I got up. Should I put something on? Screw that! This is my home. If she’s going to show up unannounced like this, why should I bend over backwards and put some clothes on? I mean, did she think just because she was my teacher I was going to do whatever she wanted or something? There are limits to these things.