I took my notebook back from Yale Lawson's desk.Every page was packed with detailed solutions, common mistakes to watch for, and the concepts each problem was testing.My deskmate, Jade Lewis, had flipped through it once and stared at me in disbelief."Zoe, these notes are insane. You're already number one in our grade. Do you really need to write down this much?"I'd hidden my flushed face and said, "It makes studying easier."That wasn't the real reason.I'd made those notes specifically for Yale. I was afraid he wouldn't understand otherwise.Yale was good-looking, but he wasn't easy to approach. He never wore his school uniform properly, and his black backpack always hung carelessly from one shoulder. In class, he was either asleep or staring into space.Whenever a teacher called on him, he would get to his feet with his eyes lowered, stand there in silence for what felt like forever, and finally say, "I don't know."The teacher would slam a hand against the lectern in frustration
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