what was with this school and foreign exchange students, anyway? especially this ‘maryse’ or whatever her name was. to be quite honest, aj doubted that was even her real name, but still, she was his partner. besides, he could just cut tomorrow if he wanted. leaning forward, the southern boy rested his head in the palm of his hand using his elbow for support. “ so, ya mean t’ tell me you’d rather take a failin’ grade jus’ t’ make me do some work? not cool, but i gotta admit, i admire the pettiness. “