I Sponsored My Worst Enemy
Language: en
"Professor Davis, is this some kind of power trip?" On the very first day of the new semester, Madison tagged me in the massive class GroupMe for the entire junior cohort: "Connor skipped class all semester, and you gave him a final grade of a C-minus. I sat in the front row every single day, and you gave me a D-minus? Just because I’m a woman?" I pulled up the university grading portal. Madison’s raw score on the final exam was a 42. Terrified she would fail the course entirely, I had maxed out her participation and attendance points to 100, dragging her final grade up by the skin of its…