Fake Report Card Novels & Stories

He only stared at me, his gaze hot on the side of my face. “Students, calm down.” The dean ordered, his hand clutching his chest with widened eyes. “I only gasped because…” “Because you know the card is fake, and Nora here can be expelled or even thrown in jail for theft or something even more horrible. Right?” Giselle rolled her eyes. “So damn dramatic and for what?” she popped her gum. “That’s not it at all, Miss Peterson.” The dean rolled his eyes. “I only gasped because the card is indeed real. The funds have appeared in the school’s accounts already.” He said, earning a wave of sharp gasps through the hall.

Oddly, not being uncomfortable as I built the lie for their benefit. So, since notifying my parents of the change, there had been little contact. Other than their attempts at calls, and the multiple messages that remained ignored. I was bad. I know it. I was worried that I may make a mistake and say something I should not. While I had been entirely capable of developing carefully crafted lies for Presley's parents to allow them to believe our faked relationship, this was my parents. I feared they would see right through me.

“We can get through this. But I need you to tell me the truth. All of it. Right now. What will they find in those files?” She pulls away, wrapping her arms around herself. “Everything. They'll find everything that doesn't make sense. The pack I claimed doesn't exist. The school records are fabricated. My entire identity before Highcrest is… fake.” “Okay. Okay, that's—” I pace, my mind racing. “We can work with that. We say you were running from something. An abusive pack, maybe. That you had to hide your trail, create a new identity to stay safe.”

Jackson said to her. "MY FAULT?? Dad how could to say this? Didn't you notice she fell juice on my hand" Jenny shouted angrily.. "Okay. Okay it was her fault now come down and take your breakfast. And after a big amount of donation that college agreed to make an excellent result card for you now you need to make a CV. When Ethan will ask for your CV, you can give him" Her told her.. Jenny nodded at him. Actually, Jenny dropped out from college few years ago. And for expressing Ethan they made a fake card to show him she was great in study

Seemingly having noticed her anxiety. Zayden looked at Alice, and asked, “Did you graduate from Delight High School?” “No… Not really. I am a dropout.” Alice composed herself and replied. Alice claimed that she had graduated from Delight High School in her resume so that she could make it to the interview stage. She needed this job very much, so she used this method to come for the interview. The other interviewer was surprised. “You mean that your resume is fake?”

He said. " I need to expose him, he is a fraud and he brainwashed my best friend. I have heard a few bad things about him but I don't have any proof. " " You will get them. Anyway, how is everyone? Noopur is still in her training? I miss her." " I miss her too. It has been so long since we all had a blast. Next time when she comes back, we will do it. " " Bye take care. Don't worry, leave this on me. Send me the details of this guy and Just give me 4 days. " He said and disconnected the call.

I'd been waiting for an opportunity to change that, but I never thought that would come while I stood at the altar. Armani barely nodded, adjusting his grip around my fingers. We glanced at the officiant at the same time, silently asking him to begin the fake ceremony. I wondered if it was real to him. The officiant cleared his throat loudly. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of the Cartelli and the Rizzo family." Not the loving union of two people.

Knight. “Just tell who you are, Ilona. Girl staff, at the marketing division, we meet at work, just simple! No need to make things up!” explained Eldrian. "Wow, what if he found out we were fake dating? How will I if I get fired?" said Ilona worriedly. “No way, my father is not a person who likes to fire his staff. Besides, I'm the one responsible for office management, my father has no control over office matters. He's retired!” explained Eldrian.

The entire class became deathly silent. Zach shouted in disbelief, "Didn't you already change your major? I saw you fill in 'mechanical engineering college' with my own eyes!" The class monitor also shouted along. "Yeah! We all saw it! You applied to a vocational school instead! Did you trick us?" I slowly looked up. "The one you all saw was from a fake webpage I made just for fun. It's made to resemble the official one. I'm not an idiot. Why would I joke about my own future?"

I was sitting alone at the empty dining table when my phone buzzed. It was an anonymous text. No name, just a picture and a message. The picture was of Albert’s hand, a hand I knew better than my own. But the laurel wreath tattoo symbolizing our mate bond had been altered—a tiny letter ‘M’ was now etched into the design. The message read: All I had to do was ask, and he let me leave my mark on him. Another message came through. So what if the ceremony is fake? He told me that in his heart, I’m his chosen one.