"Okay, what gives?" I stared blankly at Alex, having no clue what she was talking about. "One day I tell you that I'm stressed out from a ton of chemistry work and the next day tests and due dates have been moved. Now I tell you I have a test that I'm sure I'm gonna fail and Mr. Wolff offers to give me help to improve my grades?" she shot up an eyebrow, waiting for a response.
I gulped and my heart raced. I guess I should have been more careful... I scratched my head and laughed. Isn't it that i***t's fault as well? He should've been a bit subtler. Subtle... I supposed that word's not really in his dictionary.
"What are you talking about? How could I have influenced a teacher I've hardly ever spoken to?" I'm such a crappy liar... I couldn't stop laughing and I could tell my face was burn
