Chapter Twenty Three

Gwyneth’s POV

“Gosh! After seeing the scores I got in our quiz earlier, I can say that I badly need an into to review so I could excel next time. It's pretty embarrassing seeing a glint of mockery in our classmates' eyes!" Zaina said, tugging her hair like an idiot while smacking her head down to her desk.

We had a short quiz earlier and unfortunately, Zaina got the lowest score in our class. Now, she's kinda embarrassed since this is her first time being at the rock bottom.

I'm just wondering, what's the difference does it make comparing her previous scores and her current one? It's kind of the same because she's mostly on second to the last spot or third to the last if we were to rank from highest to lowest score, I see no distinction at all. So, what was the fuss all about?

"Your friend is quite weird." Quir murmured. He’s sitting next to me busy sipping his mouth-watering yogurt. So he's a yogurt guy huh.

“Well, don’t mind her. It's her first time ranking as the least in our class