“Hey, Rhiannon.” One of the professors handed me a binder. “Could you take this over to the tutoring center, please? It’s for the final test for one of our classes.”
That was where that lazy girl worked. “Yes, I will.” I said in my perky voice while doing everything in my power not to strangle someone.
I took my car and drove to the other side of campus to where the tutoring center was. Once I got in, I saw her and Tito tutoring a bunch of students.
This wasn’t going to end well.
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