Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190819190438/@comment-38732394-20190922180910

Luna: I have to do something about my grades, or I'll flunk 10th grade.

(Just then, her siblings walked in her room)

Lincoln: Hey, Luna. We overheard mom's conversation on the phone with your principal, and we're worried about you.

Luan: Yeah. We really want you to make good grades.

Leni: So you can go to the 11th grade.

Lori: Do you want us to help you with your schoolwork?

Luna: Sure. I really need some help.

Lisa: Correct. Now let's get cracking on your homework. I'll be your tutor.

Lincoln: Lisa, we're also her tutors.

Lisa: Oh, right.