history test, my mood started to darken as I realized I had not done the readings and Iâd paid little attention in class and, at the end of the hour, I was handing in a blank piece of paper. Another F that would not look good. In the past, I had occasionally struggled and earned D s and been given gifts of a C or higher by some teachers. But lately, I had lost all interest in schoolwork.
Mr. Poirier must have taken a look at my test soon after I handed it in because, before the day was over, I was being summoned back to Mr. Carverâs office. He was not a happy camper.
âBrandon,â he said, holding up the history test with my name on it. âWhat is this?â
âA test,â I said.
âYour test. Where are the answers?â
I shrugged.
âI took the liberty to check in with your other teachers.â
âAnd?â
â D s and F s. This does not look good.â
âI guess Iâve been distracted.â
âTo that I would add preoccupied, bemused, negligent, indifferent, lackadaisical, cavalier, derelict, slothful, and careless.â
âThatâs a long list.â
âBoy wins three million dollars. Boy stops doing schoolwork. Boy flunks out of school.â
âIs that whatâs going to happen?â
âIf you donât get straightened out.â
âBut I donât think I really need school.â
âYouâve said this before. And I donât know much about rich people, but it seems to me there are two kinds. Smart rich people and stupid rich people. No, let me not be so crass. There are actively intelligent rich people and intellectually challenged rich people.â
âSeems to me that people are either born with brains or they arenât. I was never one of those kids with much in the way of brains.â
âItâs not just what youâre born with. Itâs how you use your brain. Now, you could use yoursâor at least part of itâto do your schoolwork. I know that doesnât sound all that exciting, compared to life in the fast lane. But it will pay off. The smart rich people hang onto their money and even make more. But the ones who donât use their brain tend to lose the moneyâor, worse yet, it gets them into trouble.â
âListen, Mr. Carver, I know youâre trying to help, but Iâm seriously thinking of quitting school,â I blurted out.
Carverâs eyes widened. He looked not only shocked but angry. âThat is the stupidest thing Iâve heard you say yet.â
âWhy should it matter to you?â
âIt matters. I donât like to see talent wasted.â
âWhat talent?â
âEveryone has talent. I donât know what yours is, but itâs there, waiting to be developed.â
âLook,â I said, âIâve had one good bit of luck in my life. And Iâm going to capitalize on it.â
âBig word. Capitalize.â
It was a word my father often used. âI know what youâve been trying to say to me about luck and lotteries and all that money-is-the-root-of-all-evil routine. But those are your opinions, not mine.â
He looked like he was about to jump across the desk and grab me by the throat. I was almost scared but I was also getting angry. I felt my heart pounding and I was breathing hard. I felt like he was pushing me hard and I didnât like it. He let out a sigh. âGo back to class,â he said, sounding defeated. âOr donât go back to class, if you choose. Just think about it, please. Use your brain.â
My meeting with Carver kept bugging me for the rest of the day. At noon I ate lunch with Kayla. I didnât care what the other kids would say about that. She seemed to be doing much better today. I told her about my meeting with the VP . Kayla told me not to even consider dropping out of school.
Later on, during my free period, when Taylor latched onto me again, she said she had an
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