"No way," Charles was about to drill a hole in my exam papers.
My marks were laid out for everyone to see. I had exactly an 80 on every single subject. Last week, Charles agreed on a bet if I did happen to get 80 or above on every exam, he would go with my idea of doing a cross-dressing café.
They had no idea what I was capable of when I really wanted something to happen. I cancelled all my usual meetings with my group to find out the best books to absorb during this entire week! It was hard skimming through the never-ending shelves in the library to the point I thought my head was going to explode.
Luke, who believed I would not even get a fifty on all of my courses, continued with the intense study sessions to add to my misery. I was already dizzy enough from pulling out all the table
