“Maybe she picked it up skipping class at internet cafes,” one girl whispered. “The physics test for the whole year is tomorrow. If she doesn’t make second place, Ronald’s definitely kicking her out.”
“Has anyone noticed she actually has a lot of personality? She never starts anything, but she’s not scared of drama either.”
“I know, right?” another girl said, her eyes practically glowing as she stared at Charlotte’s back. “She stood up for Shirley, and you can tell she’s a good person. If she really gets expelled just because of her grades, that’d be a waste.”
…
Back in the classroom, Charlotte tossed her backpack into her desk, pulled out her jacket to use as a pillow, and flopped down with her face buried in her arms.
“Charlotte…” Andrew called softly. The second he saw her annoyed face, he froze.
“Just let me sleep. Go away.”
Charlotte shot him a cold look and turned over, closing her eyes and giving the rest of the class her back.
“What’s up with her?” Parrish had just come back from the office, so hungry he was chewing on a piece of bread as he talked.
Andrew leaned his chin on his hand, eyes fixed on Charlotte. “It probably has to do with her jerk of a dad.”
“Huh?”
“He just barged in, didn’t even care about the details, started yelling at Charlotte, and then told her to apologize to Dennis…” Andrew shook his head. “Honestly, I don’t see a single thing about Steven that looks like Charlotte.”


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