Arriving home, she started with math. She had always been a good math student, but now she was21. She moved on to English and history, and was relieved to find that she didn’t have any trouble with those subjects. Feeling better, she decided not to22math for the time being.
The next day Jenna went to see Mrs. Biden about being on the school23. Mrs. Bidenwasn’t as24as Jenna. “I’m sorry, but we have enough writers for the newspaper already. Come back next year and we’ll talk then.” Jenna smiled25and left. “Why is high school so26?” she sighed.
Later in27class, Jenna devoted herself to figuring out the problems that had given her so much28. By the end of class, she understood how to get them right. As she gathered her books, Jenna decided she’d continue to try to fit in at her new school. She wasn’t sure if she’d succeed, but she knew she had to29. High school was just as her mom had said: “You will feel like a small fish in a big pond30a big fish in a small pond. The challenge is to become the best fish you can be.”
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