Walking out of the physics building, I drag my feet across the concrete in my slippers. My soul has already left my body since the start of finals. I managed to pass the history exam I practically stayed up all night for, and did moderately well in the other classes. Not as great as I have been before, but as long as I passed, that's all that matters. Although this test was killer. The class average for physics is 61%, so the professor will definitely have to grade on a curve if he doesn't want the school board on his case.
“Good work, Miss Interviewer."
The sound of Ray's voice gives me butterflies. It didn't take long for me to find him amongst the crowd of half-dead students. He really stands out like a sore thumb. Practically towering over everyone else with a smug grin. Unlike us,
