From a D- to A+
Mr. Derrick walked around, handing people their report cards. Jessica waited patiently for hers, hoping for something at least a little above a D. When he handed her the report card, however, Jess’ heart sunk. She had a D. And not even a D+, a D-. Her parents were going to kill her! She groaned as the bell rang. Jess knew she had to do something about this before it got to her parents—after all, it was her grades that decided whether she could go to the movies and go on dates. She needed to prove to her parents that she was responsible, and she had been maintaining a straight B streak in all her classes—except for science. Although it didn’t matter whether her parents thought if she was old enough to date (Jess had …