“No, actually. You’re not ...” I was joking, but the finality in her tone stirs something inside me and my muscles grow tight. “What?” Slowly, her head lifts. “You’re not on my schedule anymore, Tobias. Your grades are up. You’ll go back to working with your team during study hall hours. That should be enough to get you through finals.”
If she would just open her mouth..she wouldnt have this problem.
