Zach had failed history. Again. Well, more like still. He’d been trying to pass the class fro months now and it was still no use. Well…..to say he’d been trying to pass would be a little generous, considering how much fucking around he’d been doing. He’d come in after class yet again to see if there was anyway the professor would pass him.
Mr. Dawkins considered it. “Well….there is one way. Your not going to….” “I’ll take it” Zach interrupted. He didn’t like the smile that crossed Mr. Dawkins’ face. “Yes, you will” he murmured, doing something with his hand.
Later on, Abigail would consider the irony in his words. For now, though, she was enjoying this kind of education a lot more then she enjoyed regular education.
