"So Rosemary, hows Chilton? Are you still friends with Tristan? How are your grades, I don't want me and your grandmother to pay for you to go to that school just for you to flunk out."
As much as Rosemary loved talking to her grandfather in the morning she was exhausted and stressed out over her english paper that they were finally getting back that day. Its not like she was scared she was going to get a bad grade, she was scared Mr Medina would realize that hers and Tristan's essays were almost identical.
"Chiltons fine, yes I'm passing all of my classes and yes of course me and Triston are still friends." Rosemary replied, stuffing a piece of toast in her mouth, earning a disapproving look from her grandmother.
"Well thats good, is Tristan giving you a ride to school?" Grandfather asked, keeping his eyes on the window that showed their whole driveway. "I think so." Rosemary replied, he usually did-- actually, now that rosemary actually thought about it, he had never missed a day of picking her up, ever since he got his license.
"You should get going then." Grandfather said as the doorbell rung throughout the house. The older man watched as Rosemary hastily grabbed her book bag and lunch. "Goodbye grandpa, goodbye grandma." Rosemary waved, swinging the door open and then shutting it behind her as she became face to face with Tristan Dugray.
"Morning, Rosie." He greeted with a smile. "Morning Mr Dugray, how was your morning?" Rosemary asked with a fake professional accent that reminded Rosemary of her grandmother.
"My morning has been fine, Mrs Rivers, I hope yours has been the same." Tristan said as the two of them walked to his car. His accent seamed more British then professional and it made Rosemary smile.
"Oh, why yes it has" Rosemary smiled. "or should I say, it had been until I came out to meet you." Tristan nudged her into his car as a response.
"So, Ready to fail Medina's paper?" Tristan asked once the pair got into his car. Tristan had gotten his car from his father last August for his birthday, though the two were not close, Tristan would never say no to a free car.
"Tristan no! You can't say things like that or your going to like jinx it or something!" Rosemary was a very superstitious person and that got even worse on test days.
"Oh right, i'm sorry, i'm sorry Rosie!" He said dramatically. "All of us are going to pass with flying colors and both of us are going to Yale." Rosemary rolled her eyes at the was he was mocking her.
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"Decent effort by most, good effort by some, exceptional effort by three." As Mr Medina was passing out papers, Rosemary was practically on the edge of her seat waiting for him to get to her just so she could get it over with and see her F.
"Miss Geller." He handed Paris her paper back, It wasn't surprising when Rosemary saw the big A that labeled Paris's paper. "Miss Grant." He handed the next paper to Louis, Also no surprise when that paper also held a big A on it.
"And Miss Rivers." Rosemary's eyes widened. She looked straight at the board, not wanting to look down at her paper where there was surely an F. "What'd you get." Paris and Louis both turned around to see. "I haven't looked yet, too scared." Rosemary admited.
"Here, ill check and if its bad I can throw it into the trash can and you can go searching back into the trash later once were not around you, so you can see what you got and cry about it." Paris said, picking up the paper.
Rosemary looked at her with wide eyes, she was now ten times more scared the she was before. Biting her lip she watched as Paris looked at her grade.
