Gym ClassChapter 2 The Test
The occupants of the bus were unusually quiet as the driver eased it into the flow of traffic headed downtown. It was a little past rush hour, but there were still a lot of cars going in the same direction. Matt had taken this duty last year and had gone for a retest on his birthday late in the summer break. Beverley had skipped testing on her 28th birthday, opting to wait until school started, knowing she would be making this trip to the Confederacy testing center with the freshmen who had...