The SAT Eve Nightmare

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yes. How could Jake do this? The boy who'd

he storeroom grew stale an

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cause a loud banging on t

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scrambled to the door, r

door creaked open, and Dad stood there, his face grim, a

to a hug, tight and fierce.

out – Jake, Brittany, the party

xpression hardenin

d he was at Brittany's. I got the coach's number, called Jake. He sounded.

ool, found my bike,

he gym, his arm ar

broke down, the stress

SAT ticket, Da

ent. "We'll report thi

I was a wreck. My focus was shattered. And

antic. She hugged me, her ey

and eaten, the three of

aid, the words tasting like defeat. "Even if

Canada? The one I met at the conference? She was very impressed with your transcripts. They have an ea

me, something she'd re

from Brittany, away from Jak

of a new plan forming. "May

parents after a very stern conversation with them and a

ssage. F

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s like you're not taking the tes

of it stol

picked up the phon

began, his voic

nge, cold calm. He'd m

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