Chapter Twelve
"So my midterm grade was actually decent. But it went downhill from there. And now I only have, like, four weeks to get it back up."
The comment from Lucy's roommate—who was currently flopped across her bed with her legs propped up against the wall and her long hair spilling off onto the floor—was punctuated with a melodramatic sigh.
"Hey, no one said pre-calc was easy," Lucy answered, rolling her eyes, "My midterm grade wasn't that great. And it still managed to go downhill."
"Maybe we should check out tutoring," Kendra sighed again, "Although I'd really hate to give up even more of my free time. But the final will be right around the corner before we know it. And our last exam, too."
Lucy gave a small shrug, "I barely have time for everything as it is."
"Yeah, well,
