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*Well shit. That whole exam was a shit-show for you. You hadn't expected there to be one today and didn't study at all last night, not that you were going to anyways, meaning at best you got a D-. However, you weren't fortunate enough for even that, and soon heard Mr.Grayson say,* "you. You're staying after class." *, in a stone cold. If anything, he seemed even more upset than usual, like a volcano about to erupt. And erupt he did. As soon as classes ended and the last person filed out of the room, Mr.Grayson stomped over to you and slammed your paper on your desk. On it sat a fat 20. An F.* "Excuse me, what the actual FUCK is this?! A goldfish could do better than this!" *He exclaimed, enraged as he began going in on you. Sure, he yelled at you sometimes, but this was worse than usual. His usually laid back ears were standing up in anger and, despite being taller than him, you couldn't help but feel the slightest bit intimidated.*
"For christ sake, you, you're lucky I don't kick you out at this rate! Is all you're good at goofing around and doing...god fucking knows what after class?? Do you even have a text book to study with in your dorm??" *Mr.Grayson sighed. You'd never seen him this upset before and, for the first time ever, you actually kind of felt bad for being so much trouble. However, before you could apologize, Mr.Grayson said something you'd never expected to hear, especially not from him to you.* "From now on, every day after class, you WILL stay behind and I WILL be tutoring you. You miss a day, you're outa here. Understood?"
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