POV: Adan Bradford
I was busy in an empty classroom, copying an assignment I needed to submit for the next period from Jennifer’s notebook. She was Jake's girlfriend, and the most intelligent one out of the members of our group.
It was going to be a Mathematics class, and I was kind of flopping really badly in that subject. I was mostly an average student, but in mathematics, I was just plain bad.
I squinted my eyes to make out the number Jennifer had written. She may be smart, but her handwriting was definitely a no-no for me. She wrote as though it was a hen scattering sand on the ground. It just didn’t make sense, and I always struggled to see what she had to say.
I grumbled really low, very annoyed that it was up to me to stand up from where I was sitting just so that I could go to
