Admission Hold: My Fate in Her Hands
Right before the SAT, our scatterbrained airheaded group favourite, the school belle, Priscilla Ashford, volunteers herself to safeguard everyone's admission tickets.
My firm refusal of her offer earns me the displeasure of my childhood sweetheart, Justin Kylemark. "You're picking on her again," he says.
I ignore his rebuke.
On the exam day itself, I personally double-checked every single admission ticket to make sure nothing could go wrong. However, the moment Priscilla gets hers from me, she burst into tears, claiming that I lost her ticket.
Justin snatched my admission ticket and tore it to shreds.
I run until my legs give out, barely managing to get it reissued before the bus leave
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