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“Just that one class,” Halli repeated.
“Right,” Albert said.
“So I have to sit there day after day just for that. No. I won’t do it.”
“Audie can’t graduate without it,” Albert said.
“And they won’t admit you here if you don’t have it,” Professor Whitfield said. “I’m sorry, Halli. It’s a requirement on both ends.”
Halli took a break to lie back onto my bed. What she needed was another run or some kind of exercise. Her head was too jumbled. She needed to clear it.
She could hear Albert and Professor Whitfield discussing something in the background. She didn’t care anymore. This whole thing was so ridiculous. She had absolutely zero interest in making sure I completed high school. But she did care very much about escaping to Colorado. It had seemed like the perfect plan.
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