#Chapter 82 – What is Right

“Honestly, Ari, you did kill yourself studying for this test,” Rafe says, looking at me seriously, “and I know you know the material up and down. He must have included trick questions –“ “Rafe,” I sigh, leaning back against the arm of the couch, “I don’t need the Prince going to yell at my professors for me, that’s not going to make a man like Neumann be any nicer or give me better grades.” “I don’t want him to be nicer, I want him to be fair,” Rafe corrects. “Well, at least we’re all doing shitty in Chemistry,” I sigh, “not just me. So. He is technically being fair.” Rafe shifts uncomfortably in his seat, unhappy to not be able to do something to help me, I know. And my heart warms more to see him like that, to know that I have a big brother who’d tear the world to pieces to make it a cozier place for me. But still, I want to prove myself here – I really do. I don’t want to cut corners and get special treatment, and I know Jesse and Rafe get that. “Well, we’ll burn an effigy of