Chapter 24
Ann-Marie snagged one of the paper footballs off the cafeteria table. “What are you doing?”
“Studying,” Beau said. He lined up the shot and flicked another football through Vin’s goal-posted fingers.
“Well, I’ve seen all sorts of creative manner in which to avoid school work, but I must say, even I can’t figure out the logic behind this.”
Vin unfolded the paper. “What is meant by a descriptive essay?”
“See? I don’t get the goal until I answer the question correctly,” Beau said. He winked, then rattled off some technical details about paper writing and essays that should have been covered in high school. In fact, he thought they had been covered in high school, which was why there was a staggering pile of unfolded footballs on Vin’s side of the table. “Stupid mandatory compo
