“The test is today?” Anni looked like she had just got out of bed. “Since when?”

“I posted the date last week.”

“Where?”

I nodded at the whiteboard beside her.

“Oh, I didn’t see that.”

“It’s on Google Classroom too.” I turned back to my desk. “And we had a class discussion about it on Monday.”

She crossed her arms. “I don’t have my book.”

“I told you to bring your book to every class.”

“Can I borrow yours?”

“Me too,” Betty sidled up. “And I need to work in another room.”

“What do you mean?”

“My ADHD.”

“Since when have you had ADHD?”

She scoffed. “Like…always.”

“Me too,” Anni echoed. “I have it too.”

Betty crossed her arms with Anni. “We both do.”

The path of least resistance beckoned. I sat them at opposite ends of the room next door and returned moments later to find them chatting in the back. “Seriously?”

“Have you ever been to Scotland, Mr. M?”

“Scotland?”

“My family rented out a castle in Scotland for the summer.”

“Anni, you’re writing an test.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Betty laughed

“We’re fine.” Anni waved her book absently. “We just have to write it.”