"Grades matter, Derek." Kate huffed, she sounded exasperated. Perhaps it was the diet coke that still remained in her hair. Perhaps it was the feathers that she couldn't quite get all picked out. Or perhaps it was just Derek. "The good colleges want good grades along with extracurricular activities, community service, and all those other things. Don't you care anything about that?"
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