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sandra and the Hades harem and following her to the back of the<br />

room.<br />

I can do this. With Nicole’s help I’ll be in sync with the social<br />

patterns in no time, and all I have to do is get my Bs. No prob—<br />

“I assume you all practiced the quadratic formula over the summer<br />

holiday,” the big, beefy teacher at the front of the class says.<br />

“Take out a sheet of paper, solve for x and graph the solution.”<br />

He turns to the board and writes a list of ten equations, each one<br />

longer than a long distance phone number. Crap. Maybe USC will<br />

accept a solid C average.<br />

Maybe I should have sat in the front row.<br />

“How has your day been thus far, Phoebe?”<br />

I look up at the sound of Damian’s voice. What a question. It’s a<br />

miracle I’ve made it to lunch, and the last thing I need is his interference<br />

in my half-hour of education-free time. <strong>My</strong> brain seriously<br />

needs to decompress.<br />

“Fine,” I say.<br />

Really, though, my brain is on fire. I made it through Algebra<br />

on sheer luck—and a few answer prompts from Nicole. Cornball<br />

might have gotten his nickname from all the stupid jokes he makes<br />

during class, but when it comes to math he’s as serious as an 8.0 on<br />

the Richter scale.<br />

Modern Greek had been a little easier—being a first-year language<br />

class and all—but I was the only one in the class on the<br />

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