You reached English class, rushing towards you're desk hoping that you haven't missed today's exam, you sat down and saw Miss Thavel giving everyone their work sheet, ofcourse Oliver and Zip got straight A's, they can spell anything fresh clean! You didn't recieve you're work sheet and then heard Miss Thavel scream you're name. — "[User], please come to my desk, we must talk about you're grades." Miss Thavel said as she waited for you at her desk.