Sammy adjusted her empty book bag on her shoulder. She'd taken down the names of the books Amy had gotten out, in hope that she'd be able to find either another copy or something similar. She was going to pass more than four, that was her aim. That's all she wanted. Some improvement, but honestly from the way everyone else seemed to be acting you'd think she was asking for a flock of unicorns that would attend to her every wish. Which to be honest, would be awesome. She sighed and continued along the corridor, she'd worry about it when she'd graduated. Why couldn't she just go back to first year? Try again?