"Mr. Dolan, please come here."

Ethan walked over to Mr. Modelo's desk and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Mr. Modelo looked up at Ethan and gave him an uncertain look, "Ethan, your grade is getting significantly worse and I'm afraid that you just don't care anymore."

"I do care. In fact, I care so much that I've actually been going to my study sessions with Jasmine and I actually talk." Ethan trailed sadly.

Mr. Modelo gave a half smile and told him, "Ethan, you have potential. You just need to find where you are and get yourself out."

Ethan frowned, "I know where I am, I've been lost here before."