The SAT Eve Nightmare
door. "Jake! Brit
of my own vo
hing my skin. My carefully laid plans for a quiet evening of
yes. How could Jake do this? The boy who'd
he storeroom grew stale an
He'd be worried. I wa
hone. It would
Jake's parents. J
ld figure it out. He w
ver o
cause a loud banging on t
ly, are you
s vo
scrambled to the door, r
door creaked open, and Dad stood there, his face grim, a
to a hug, tight and fierce.
out – Jake, Brittany, the party
xpression hardenin
d he was at Brittany's. I got the coach's number, called Jake. He sounded.
ool, found my bike,
he gym, his arm ar
broke down, the stress
SAT ticket, Da
ent. "We'll report thi
I was a wreck. My focus was shattered. And
antic. She hugged me, her ey
and eaten, the three of
aid, the words tasting like defeat. "Even if
Canada? The one I met at the conference? She was very impressed with your transcripts. They have an ea
me, something she'd re
from Brittany, away from Jak
of a new plan forming. "May
parents after a very stern conversation with them and a
ssage. F
AT admission ticket, r
s like you're not taking the tes
of it stol
picked up the phon
began, his voic
nge, cold calm. He'd m
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na