"Shut up! I got a B minus." Rosie screamed as she saw her Physics script. "An 81! Ronnie, where would I ever be without you!? Come let mama give you a kiss!"
"Get off me." Aaron pushed her face away and raised his slipping reading glasses farther up his nose bridge. I smiled, albeit tensed.
Our midterm scripts has been returned back to us, graded, in a file containing all the subjects we took. Aaron and Rosie were going through theirs as we sat in the courtyard but I was too tensed to even look into mine, holding mine with a death grip.
"Come on, Sarah!" Rosie looked up from where she was mumbling about her literature script. A 52. "Show us yours."
I held on tighter to my file then laid my head on the table. "No. What if it's bad?"
"You barely were separated from your books." Rosie sa
