“Sam, do you know what the answer is, or how we can find it?”
"Does anyone know how to solve the volume of the cube?"
Pants Are An Unfixable Graphical Glitch
Sam’s face pinches up. If he pinches it any harder all those zits are going to go bursting off.
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"Sam?"
I hate it when teachers pick on kids. Kids who they know never have the answer. Sam never has the answers. Not here, not in Math, not ever.
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“Leave him alone, he doesn’t know"
He turns his grubby eyes on me, now, all sneery.
“And you do, Mr McCandless?”
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Have to get out of here. Have to go.
“Can I go to the bathroom?”
“Sure, after you answer the question.”
My leg bangs into the desk and I lean forward, ready to go.
He sidles around to the front of his podium, lips pulling back into a wicked grin.
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“Or is it that you can’t answer because you haven’t been to class in, what is now, seven days? You have to go to at least part of your senior year to get into college, you know.”
I look at the whiteboard marker he holds out towards me, like a challenge, like he’s daring me to take it. Jackass. I look at Sam, who is looking down at his desk. Shit. Why did I open my mouth?
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“I’m here now, right?”
But it doesn’t matter, I can’t go to college. Rick will give me a shot, though. A chance at a future.
