“Good work, Nita.” Mrs. Grimes smiled and handed her the paper with a big red A marked at the top.
“Teacher’s pet,” hissed Billy from his desk behind Nita.
The bell rang, and Nita gathered up her books and supplies. On the way out, she dropped her paper into the wastebasket beside the door.
When she reached the car, her mother asked, “How’d you do on your book report?”
“It sucked,” said Nita, avoiding her mother’s eyes.