An F.
An F?
How had he gotten an F?
With trembling hands, he dragged the paper closer and flipped through the pages. Each was as pristine as the first. Had she even read it? How had he earned an F if Whitstein hadn’t read it? How? Had he been so off topic that she hadn’t bothered after the first paragraph? But wouldn’t Mike have noticed if that were the case? Mike might not be the most responsible student, but he’d gotten an A, so unless he’d purposefully misled Chase to believe his paper was good when it was shit and—
No. No, Mike wouldn’t do that.