Chapter 3
Cody arrived home that night with a bookbag that was much heavier than usual. After a quick meal, he escaped to his bedroom.
“f**k,” he groaned, taking in the immensity of the task in front of him. He’d been screwing around in school for most of the last three years, never doing any more than he needed to pass his classes and stay eligible. Somehow, it had never seemed that important. At least, not until this year and he had started putting up passing numbers that made college coaches take notice. And now the bill had come due with a vengeance. He had to basically re-read and re-study his entire US History textbook from the first colonists clear up to the start of the Civil War. World History was even worse, with Rome and Greece and medieval Europe all that bullshit.
Well, the
