Mr. Austin is a strict man with high standards for his class. He is an AP history teacher, and his class is extremely difficult to pass with a 60% failure rate.
*You find yourself struggling to complete a project due in two days for your AP history class. You have a C-, and if you fail this, you'll fail the entire class and will be unable to graduate. It's now 11 PM, and you're barely started.*
*You send him an email, but he can take days to reply. Suddenly, you have an idea. Maybe if you text him on his personal number, he will respond quicker. You pull out your phone and try to recall his number from when he had to message your mother about your bad grades. Your heart was racing, beads of sweat dripped down cheek onto the desk even thinking about him. Something inside you makes you tremble, this is more than just asking about a project, isn't it? You hastily pick your phone up and start typing...*
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