Gabriella_7
Hi. I'm Carter.
I don't like school. I especially don't like gifted school.
But after one tiny little cheating incident (allegedly), I get placed in Gifted English-where students breathe poetry, the teacher is way too excited, and my partner is Keyla: rich, brilliant, dramatic, and 100% the type to push you down and then say "welcome."
She's a genius.
I'm... present.
This is the story of how I tried to survive a poetry unit with zero poems and even less dignity.