Kyle flinched as somebody nudged his arm, looking aside to find Asher staring at him with a tense expression. Kyle was just going to ask him what was that for when he heard someone else clear their throat. He looked up front, meeting the cold glare of Mrs. Perez, their physics teacher. She was standing in front of the blackboard with her arms crossed and her foot tapping on the floor.
“Mr. Grant, I know you must be over the moon for making it to Nationals, but do keep in mind you’re still a student that must pay attention to class,” she said in a biting tone, adjusting her glasses. “Your education may not be as important as playing with a ball, but you do need to graduate. So pay attention while you’re in my class!”
“Yes, ma’am,” Kyle murmured, trying to hold back his sigh. The teacher s
