Chase stood in the center of the dorm room, looking first at Asher and then at me.
“They failed you over one subjective essay question?” he said, scoffing in disbelief. “And they expected you to just get over it and move on?”
His outrage helped fuel my own, replacing my depression and complacency with anger.
“I wouldn’t have even known why I failed if Asher hadn’t used his resources to find out,” I said.
“They depended on your ignorance, then. They never expected you to learn the truth.”
“That was my thought as well,” Asher chimed in. “They depend on their reputation to keep people from looking too closely.”
“It’s arrogance.” Chase clapped his hands. “Now I’m getting fired up. Okay. In the article, we can expose their unfair scoring system and then immediately follow it up with a cal
