Alarm bells. What is Kayla going to do now, while the whole class is watching?
Eleventh grade science class is no picnic.
Mimi makes a face at her illegible notes. They don’t seem to make the slightest bit of sense. Whatever.
Shoshana catches her eye and winks. She’s been busy scribbling the entire lesson. Mimi leans closer to take a peek; her friend’s notebook has endless, flowing doodles of wedding gowns. Shoshana’s sister is getting married soon; it’s her first sibling’s wedding, fun.
“So, to summarize… yes? Kayla?”
Mimi’s head shoots up and she flinches. Three rows forward and on the other side of the room, Kayla holds her arm up at full length, index finger pointing to the sky.
“The information you conveyed just now, regarding scientific principles of chemical reactivity,” Kayla says, “isn’t entirely accurate. The hypothesis with which you introduced the class, although popular, was rejected in 2019 following significant experimentation. I would suggest fact-checking in mainstream scientific journals for further clarity.”
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