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Stunned and perplexed, Alyssa could do nothing but stare at Dylan with herlips slightly parted in shock. What was he doing here and why was he so angry? But it didn't take long for Dylan to reveal the answers to Alyssa's unspoken questions. “You’ve hit an all time low,” he snarled, slamming his outline down on Alyssa’s desk. “To think you’d take out your grudges by giving me an F!” Alyssa looked down at the paper she’d graded over her lonely weekend. Well, she hadn’t expected this to happen. Who knew Dylan could be so particular over grades? Alyssa couldn't help but peer over Dylan's shoulder through the open door of her office and wonder if every other student she gave an F on their outline was going to angrily barge in here too. “I didn’t give you an F because of some stupid grudge