Fake Report Card Novels & Stories

The students' faces suddenly fell. "That can't be! Mr. Reed, our scores are all over 1350. How is it possible that no school accepted us?" "Exactly! I checked the minimum admission score for the school and program I applied to this year, and I scored over 30 points higher than that." "You've got to be joking with us, right?" They kept talking among themselves, but Ms. Tyson's chest rose and fell sharply with anger. "How dare you lie to me and say your tattoos were fake?"

Their family and company reputation would be ruined if the public knew their family members were heavily in debt. Camari and Nicole could give the file to each of the right people because their names were on the name plaque before them. I didn't want the report to get mixed up and embarrass any shareholders. If they sued me for defamation, I would lose time and money. "Please continue this meeting, Farrell. You want everyone to know that Father gave his shares to you, right?" I teased. "Who forged the signature, Dorothy or Eleanor?" "Assh*le! I don't stoop that low!" Farrell waved a file of company financial statements. "This is a fake report! I have the real ones! Thompson Realty never rece

She came around the counter fast enough that her coffee slopped over the rim of the mug, and she read it over my shoulder, and I felt her go very still against my back the way a person goes still right before they stop being calm on purpose. "What disciplinary matter." "I do not know. I have never had a disciplinary matter." She took the phone from me and called the school directly, on speaker, and the assistant principal who picked up sounded confused before she had finished her second sentence, because the file in front of her showed an incident report dated three days ago, alleging academic dishonesty on a final exam, submitted under my name, verified in their internal system. "I did not

] Lilian’s expression contorted in shock as she stared at the examination report. “No! This can’t be real! “It’s fake! This medical report has to be fake!” She then turned to me and accused me, saying, “Gabrielle, you are absolutely despicable! How could you actually forge documents just to get your daughter off the hook? “You’re blatantly disrespecting the court!” Raymond quickly joined in and echoed her claims. “Yeah, that’s right! It’s all fake! How could Trinity possibly be only nine years old? “She definitely paid off the hospital to fake this report!”

She smiled brightly, then her head tilted, noticing my expression. “Why do you look so sad? You just won the lottery!” She nagged. “It’s fake,” I replied. I couldn’t hold it in. Apart from the fact that I needed them to understand the situation, I couldn’t lie to my close friends. “He’s forcing me. He has something on me, and he’s using it to make me his fake girlfriend. He needs to fix his reputation.” I explained and the room went silent. Jenna and Annette exchanged glances, then they both started laughing.

“I need you to pretend to be my husband.” He choked on the coffe he was drinking “What?” “Please,Just for the interview only,” “We'll get fake certificates, Aaron is here, it'll even look more real.” “Please just this one big thing, for Mom.”I sobbed. George rubbed his face,his eyes became soft. “Alright,”he said quietly. “I promised I would do anything for you.” ~~~~ The next morning we dressed as nicely as we could. We printed a fake marriage certificate and headed to the sleek glass tower of GED Baby Galaxy.

“You two are going to date.” She repeated. Zane let out a humorless laugh. “She wrote the article.” His voice was low, anger bubbling underneath. “She published the video that put me in this mess!” ”Zane—“ Derek’s hand landed on his shoulder. Zane shrugged him off, turning to Mr. Park. “This is insane.” “It’s the fastest way to get your reinstatement back,” Coach Maddox said. I swallowed down hard, my heart beating faster like it’d rip out from my chest.

One just says “Liar.” The Montclairs have always had their fair share of scandal. But this, this is next level. I managed to survive that boarding school tabloid leak and the PR internship disaster of 2019, but this? This might actually kill me. I throw the phone across the plush hotel bed and bury my head once again into the pillow. Just as I was about to consider trying to sleep off my new reality, a knock rapped at the door. Three beats. Not enough for room service and too impatient to be my mother.

The man with brown hair and in his early thirties took the file and read it before saying " These are the record sheets of our last two years' fund, profits, projects and shares. However, in these files everything is to point besides here, the profits graph didn't show the right value of what we have gained. These data is not the same as we have in our record " " It's because Mr Goyal, what reports we received were fake ones. These are the real papers " Maverick said passing the file to the other men who read and gave their own opinions. Some of them even talked through their eyes before madly looking at Mr Mital who was a guy in his late thirties.

"Well, there's something about you that gives me confidence. I know you wouldn't go to the press right away. With news like that they would pay you a lot of money. Besides, my father also saw something in you. He practically told me that women like you I need in my life so that I can move forward. Wow, having said all that in front of that man had been worth it. But not only that, he had a chance to go back to college and all he had to do was put up with this idiot in one year. "According to this contract we would pretend that we are committed to everyone." -So is. Everybody. "Besides... would we get married?" -Yes of course. Three months after I asked you to be my wife. I swallowed thick. —