Maeve leans forward to sip her milkshake thoughtfully, then nods and says, "I can do that."

She hadn't really doubted it, but four exams is nothing, especially if it gets her out of going to one of the high schools next year, where she knows it'll just be more of the same. She's never been the sort to just keep to herself or keep her head down, not when other people are dealing with bullies and their bullshit, so it's no surprise to her she's already not particularly well liked at either school.

"Yeah, I can do that," she says again, then leans back. "I'm just not too keen on another year of that shit."