CHLOE
Praise the heavens for my photographic brain indeed.
Between Kyle giving me mind-blowing orgasms that made me question my sanity, struggling to make progress on a project, and my tutoring gigs, I barely had time to prepare for the calculus quiz. However, I’d been going through the curriculum on my way to school and after glancing through it again in two classes, I’d pretty much assimilated everything.
We were in Calculus class now and Dera was dramatically massaging my temple so that everything I’d studied would stay put in my brain, how on Earth did I get stuck with such a weird best friend?
“Chloe Anderson, step forward and take your seat on my left,” Mr Ralph, the calculus teacher pointed me toward a desk at the front of the class with a “Girls” placard resting on it.
“Go kic
