All Chapters of My Sweet SAT Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"All I did was give Austin the lunch you brought me. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?"My girlfriend, Gloria Patterson, glared at me."He's been studying so hard for the SAT. He needs a good meal more than I do. And you're always talking about being fair, aren't you? Then let Austin hold on to everyone's admission tickets. You don't have to be in charge of everything!"I stood there with the tickets clenched in my hand. In my previous life, Gloria defended Austin Burke with those same words.That time, we argued until I finally got our teacher involved. Only then did she back down and let me keep the tickets.My classmates accused me of picking on Austin and said I had no business being class president. After that, they shut me out.Even then, I went to each of them and begged them to work through the practice questions I prepared. Those questions helped them earn the scores they needed to get into universities that otherwise would've been out of their reach.Yet

"Sorry, man," Austin said in the voice message. "I was just joking around. I didn't think Gloria would actually rip up your ticket to prove she doesn't love you."I forwarded the video to Gloria. She didn't respond until the next day, once she sobered up.[I had too much to drink last night and forgot to tell you. You should print another ticket.]My grip tightened around my phone. I called her."Gloria, if I hadn't sent you that video, when were you going to tell me? Right before the test?"For a moment, she said nothing. Then she snapped, "Would you stop turning everything into some jealous argument?"She hung up before I could answer.Getting into a college near Gloria was the main reason I cared so much about the SAT. Now, I no longer wanted to follow her anywhere.I called my aunt, Michelle Reyes, at the research institute."Aunt Michelle, the code's working. I'd like to take you up on your offer to join the institute through special admission.""Victor, that's wonderful

After getting a second chance, I worried they might try to frame me again, so I made a habit of recording everything.I did see Austin the night before, but we only passed each other on the street.The video showed him crouching by the river, emptying the admission tickets and study materials from his backpack into the water."I wasn't getting into college anyway. Might as well take the rest of them down with me. At least now I won't be the only one stuck here."A woman spoke from behind the camera. "They've always been good to you, though. Don't you feel bad?"Austin shrugged. "They're just a bunch of nerds who let me copy their answers. That's all they're good for. They're always saying how much they care about me. Well, if I can't go to college, they can stay here with me. That's what friends do, right?"My classmates stared at the screen, their faces flushing with anger. Someone grabbed Austin by the throat."We trusted you. Why would you do this?"The parents looked just

"Move! I'm gonna set him on fire!"The boy with the shortest temper in our class rushed at Austin, lighter in hand.Police arrived before he could reach him. They separated the crowd and restrained the people involved in the attack.Austin's face was swollen and bruised. Someone had to hold him up to keep him on his feet.Even as the officers pulled them away, students and parents kept shouting at him."This isn't over, Austin!""You'd better hope we never see you again!"As I passed him, I noticed a gap where one of his teeth used to be. He still managed a crooked grin."You think this changes anything? They know you didn't do it. Great. But you still missed the SAT."He laughed."You could've had one of the best scores in the state. I was never gonna do well anyway, so what did I lose? You're the one who had a future riding on this."I smiled and shook my head. "I already got into Whitmore College."A few people nearby scoffed."Whitmore? Please. If you got in early, we'

I waited. By the time SAT scores came out, my acceptance to Whitmore College was public."He must've cheated!"The accusations started all over again, with Austin leading the charge.He posted everything he could find to prove I never entered the testing center.[He didn't even take the SAT. How did he get into Whitmore? I checked with our school. Nobody got in early this year!]My former classmates backed him up. They confirmed I was still outside with them when the test started, so I couldn't possibly have taken it.They sounded just like they did in my previous life. After I earned one of the highest scores in the state, they came back from their colleges and lied about me cheating.This time, though, Aunt Michelle came to our school with representatives from Whitmore. In front of everyone, she presented me with a medal for my contributions to the institute's research."Victor's work has made an exceptional contribution to our project. Whitmore has admitted him based on that