"Number-one spot?" Ethan Hoppe stared at me doubtfully. "You're thinking about cheating? No!"He stood up abruptly and raised his hand, wanting to switch places. "I'm not sitting with you." Our homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, shot him an impatient glance. "You're in your senior year now. You were transferred from the lower-performing class into mine, which has already increased my workload. The advanced class is different from your previous one. Don't bring your old habits here."Faint laughter rippled through the classroom.Ms. Bennett scolded, "What are you laughing at? Watch yourselves. Don't let their bad habits rub off on you."Ethan's voice dropped. "I didn't…"Ms. Bennett looked down at Ethan and me. "Everyone's time is valuable, okay?"Ethan froze, and he slowly retracted his hand.I slouched over my desk and gave him a lazy glance. "Grades are all that matter here. I've been in this class for a month now, and you've only been here a week, so it's normal that you don'
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