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Barbara said, He interrupted her, his voice laced with accusation. "You know very well why you're not welcome here. You're the reason my grandson took Bernard abroad without my consent!" Mr. Carter explained, Barbara was more frustrated and devastated at his words. She had known that Stanley's decision to take his son away had caused a rift between them, but she never expected it to have consequences beyond their relationship. "I didn't force Stanley to do anything. He made that decision on his own." Barbara explained,

" she lamented as she slammed down her computer and proceeded to place her head on it. Tina's girlfriend, Rosey chuckled as she walked I from the bathroom, with a towel tied around her. "Rosey, I got an F. I just checked my results and I got an F! What the fuck do I do?" Tina lamented almost full on sobbing. "Shit girl! Jay Jay...You can't have another F. Your whole CGPA would be tanked! " I know... I don't need another F. Jesus. What do I do? "Love, I told you. I told you but you had to have that insane party a night to your exam, didn't you? Now see! If you don't fix this, you might be asked to withdraw from school or something." Rosey reprimanded.

Agnes accompanied Mary back to her room, helping her lie down before speaking softly. “Mr. Bartz had a heated argument with Mr. Maximus. That’s why he’s in such a bad mood. Please forgive him; he didn’t mean to be rude to you. He’s under a lot of pressure. He’s upset because Mr. Peter’s family wants to take him to Florentia, but Peter didn’t want to be buried there.”

"It's okay." Bart's eyes were as if he'd discovered an interesting toy. "That suits me just fine, and saves my family from owing Aunt Evelyn a favor." Taking a sip of tea, he said with a playful grin, "But I'm warning you in advance, I'm not a good person. You might not be able to handle a month." --- Learning that Bart had taken Vanessa out, Adrian waited to see the show. Bart was a reckless, straightforward man. He was bound to say some awful things to Vanessa. The thought of her pale, humiliated face made Adrian feel good.

"It's you, Johnson?" "That's right. It's me." Just when Fawkes and Johnson looked at each other, Bart abruptly turned around. He saw the gun that was pointing at him. "Mister Fawkes!" Bart's nerves caught up to him right then. He thought if he did his best, Fawkes would spare his life even if he could not kill Wilbur. He also thought he would get something rewarding in return. However, he saw what was happening and was immediately infuriated. He knew what Fawkes was up to. No matter how much he did for Fawkes, he was nothing but a chess piece to him.

"You don't want it, I can't have it, it's a really fucked up situation man. Believe it or not, I'm just here to check on you." Bart looked down, letting out a breath, letting his guard down. "I'm sorry it has to be this way," said Bart, stoic and evenly. "I'm sorry all the time and effort you've put into this came to nothing." Aaron laughed bitterly. "What happened to there just being fluff between my ears?" Bart gave him a sad smile. "I know you're hurting; believe me, I know. I never knew I could depend on someone so much to make me happy."

ETHAN POV “Bart, you’re not in trouble,” Caleb said, kindly. “We just need to know who you talked to.” “But I never told anyone here that I’m not happy. I am happy here, Sir,” Bart protested. “I wouldn’t say that I wasn’t if I was.” He was clearly nervous. I sighed. We were getting nowhere.

Hard, perpendicular lines that formed my forever mark of success. But what I saw instead was this strange curvy thing. All lumpy and rounded. Misshapen and odd looking, like someone had strapped a couple pillows to a lamppost: B. Not even a B, actually, a B-. How that little stupid line could make it all so much worse I can't explain. But it did. B was for better. Build. Bright. B-, well, there's no word that starts that way. It's just an ugly mark on the page.

It is rude to use your phone. Bart looked up at me, a smirk on his face. "I apologize," he said, not sounding very sorry at all. "I just had to check this." He glanced back at his phone and his expression changed. He looked up at me with a lopsided grin. "Is this what you were hiding?" he asked. I frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?" "Alpha Rowland is infected," Bart announced, looking around at the other council members. The room erupted in chaos as the council members threw questions at Bart and started to murmur amongst themselves. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach as I tried to process what was happening.

"Another F! Another fucking F!!" Janet lamented as she slammed down her computer and proceeded to place her head on it. "Why the fuck did my birthday party have to fall on Professor Lance's exam date?!" She murmured. Her girlfriend, Maria chuckled as she walked in from the bathroom, with a towel tied around her. "Maria, I got an F. I just checked my results and I got an F! What the fuck do I do?" Janet lamented almost sobbing.