Until You.
Lucas inquired, breaking the silence.
"Yup, we're hitting the books tonight," Izzy declared, her tone laced with determination. "We're sophomore year students now, Lucas. Before we know it, we'll be juniors, and then it's senior year. Time flies, so we've got to study hard. My dad would have my head if I graduated with a 1.0 GPA."
I couldn't help but snort at Izzy's exaggeration. "Izzy, you're light-years away from a 1.0, but yeah, we still need to hit the books."
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