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"Addie, I can't take these," Heather protested, though her hand lingered on the page. "You worked so hard on them. What are you going to use tonight?"

The afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of the Oakwood High library, casting long shadows across the mahogany tables. Addie, her signature green ribbon neatly tied in her hair, sat hunched over a mountain of textbooks. Across from her sat Heather, who looked significantly more distressed, her pen tapping a nervous rhythm against her notebook. AddieJuniper_198_SchoolGirl-Addie-Gives-Heather...

"I’m never going to get this," Heather whispered, leaning back with a heavy sigh. "The final is tomorrow, and the entire section on the Industrial Revolution is just… blank in my head." "Addie, I can't take these," Heather protested, though

Addie looked up, her expression softening. She had spent the last week meticulously organizing her notes, color-coding each century and highlighting the key figures. She knew how much this grade meant to Heather, who was vying for a soccer scholarship and needed to keep her GPA up. Addie, her signature green ribbon neatly tied in

"Take these," Addie said gently. "They’re my master notes. I’ve summarized the chapters, added the primary source quotes we need, and there’s a timeline in the back that makes the whole sequence actually make sense."