Beth 5Chapter 15
Monday morning and both of us rolled out to the alarm. It was the first day of a new school year—our junior year! I was looking forward to this year, mainly because from now on every course was an elective, no more of the necessary—but uninteresting—classroom drudgery. One of the classes I was looking forward to was Advanced Composition on Tuesdays and Thursdays. There had been several times when I had looked at some of my work and wished I could figure out a better way to set up the shot....