Rosa's pov
"Can I see number two?" I asked Claire.
"See or copy?" She asked me, raising an eyebrow up
"Both", I said with puppy eyes.
We were doing our algebra assignments. In Darwins high, assignments carries 5% of assessment scores so I always try my best to get good grades on my assignments and projects even though I can't get high scores due to dyslexia. I need a very high GPA to get into California University of Arts and Drama. I'm not book-smart, but what they call street-smart.
"Just make sure you fail one because so it wouldn't look like we copied each other", she said.
"Aye captain", I saluted and started coping her work.
Our door was flinged open and Steve came in.
"Here comes the nerd", I joked
"Well, I prefer being a nerd than having poop for brains", he retorted
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