Amanda

I sneak back into the full class, late again and sit down in my seat gingerly.

Did anyone notice me go into professor Russo's office? Does anyone suspect us?

There's still a part of me scheming and thinking of all the angles.

The way I could spin this all in my favor if the dean tried to kick me out for failing too many classes.

They make you go up in front of the dean and the head's of programs and plead your case before they kick you out. I know exactly what I would say.

"I couldn't concentrate in any of my classes! professor Cole just kept, God,...