Library, Monday

[intotheout]

Tip was still trying to work out what big flaw in her writing she was going to try to destroy for this week's creative writing assignment. Maybe she should do something that didn't involve robots?

But robots were cool.

She found a couple writing manuals in the stacks and flipped through those for awhile. One was a whole big thing about birds, which she guessed worked as a metaphor, but it still seemed kind of weird to Tip. Another one had a whole big thing about how adverbs were the devil.

Tip was starting to think that professional writers were kind of full of crap.

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[somethingwithturquoise]

That small ppfft and wave of her hand at the first part would do well to show Tip that the stunning C average was 100% au natural Summer Smith. After all, you didn't need good grades to fight evil empires in space, right? But it did help to be popular, so she was relieved that the second part matched up with her experience so far in touching base with everyone.

Relief that was short lived, unfortunately, because the third part made her eyes widen like saucers.

"Parents' Weekend?"

Someone didn't know about Parents' Weekend.

[intotheout]

"It's this weekend," Tip confirmed. "J.Lo's going to come."

But not her mom this year. Tip was both disappointed and relieved by that fact.

"I'm going to help the Student Council host a bowling night on Saturday."

Also, in case you didn't know, Summer: Tip was kind of a nerd.