Bab 22: Chapter 22

“You did not get into Harvard, nor Yale, nor Princeton, nor Stanford, nor Swarthmore, nor—”

“Okay, please stop.” My heart raced. “Where didI get in?”

“Nowhere. You are zero for twenty.” She rubbed her temples. “This is a disaster. Your father always said you’d be a disappointment.”

My stomach felt hollow. I’d been afraid of this possibility, but now that it had come true, I had to fight tears. I swallowed to regain my composure, reminding myself it wasn’t my fault. My parents were impossible prestige whores who wouldn’t let me apply to realistic places.

“Maybe there’s still time to apply to State.” Like I had wanted, I added silently.

“Your father and I will only pay for the best, Christopher. Now he might make you enlist.”

Oh my God.This was so unfair. “I understand. I’m sorry I’m such a…disappointment. I’m going to see Mr. Laszlo. He used to be a college professor. He might have some ideas.”