Novel & Cerita Full Marks

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

’’ He said giving an old trick to her. ‘’Josef. Sir is calling for you.’’ A boy of the senior year said and Josef followed him after waving his hand to Fariha. Soon Fariha started counting till she reached three hundred seventeen when she heard her name on stage. ‘’Fariha Kamal. Scoring the highest in the whole college with 98% marks and first position in the whole science section. Please welcome her to attend her reward.’’ She was lost there but her body moved slowly.

He refused to give these men the satisfaction of seeing him truly broken. Marco clapped Richard on the back, his grip too firm to be friendly. "We're going to let you go, Richard. Let’s see what an *angry* Richard can do when he’s free." Richard’s laugh was harsh, almost maniacal, filling the room. It was the laugh of a man pushed too far, a man who had nothing left to lose. He straightened his back, his eyes wild with fury. "Let me go? You’re making a mistake, Marco."

Eden Griffith? How could such a weak student get full marks? All the teachers also removed the names’ seals on the test paper. "Mr. Grant, the one with full marks is your class’s Eden Griffith." "Same for chemistry." "Khyran, too." Grant was shocked and looked at the results again. It was indeed Eden. She didn’t disappoint him. However, he felt disappointed after that. Was math that hard? Why did Eden only get 80 marks?

James said sadly. Mark really doesn't understand why a lazy person is better than him, and has fewer school days than him. But every time I take a test, I don't understand why the score is always higher than him. He often assumes that he is cheating, having a "charm" in his hand. No wonder he has nothing. There was a time when he was curious, but rather annoyed, asked him. "Why did you go to class and sleep for more than half of the class and get a good score on the test?"

Daisy's final score was higher and kept the first rank in the class. In the class, Ivory sat at the first table near the teacher’s table. Daisy’s position was the opposite but she felt extremely comfortable. One nice day, Daisy didn’t know the reason why Ivory sat behind her. Daisy was uneasy, so she said to Ivory “Come back to your seat.” And got his answer “It’s up to me. Don’t care.” This position lasted almost the entire ninth-grade year. Graduated from secondary school. Everyone focused on physical and mental power to get good marks. Because of this exam, Daisy forgot her love.

"The human." Maya's stomach dropped. "I'm not—" "You are." Wilder cut her off flat. "Marked." He said it like a fact. Like weather. Like something he already owned and didn't need her to confirm. Marlowe laughed. One short, sharp sound with no humor in it. "Marked by you," he said. "Not kept by you. Yet." Then he turned the full weight of his attention on Maya, and his voice changed. Smoother. Almost kind. That was somehow worse.

Congrats on finally getting your wish! When I refreshed the page, the post had already vanished. I put my phone down, a slow smile spreading across my face. 'Guess you know homewreckers don't shine too well in the spotlight.'

The first message read: "OMG OMG OMG" The second: "YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS" The third, in all caps: "WE GOT A NEW STUDENT!!!" I stared at the messages, my exhausted brain struggling to process why this warranted three texts and multiple exclamation points. The school doesn't ever get new students. The last one we got was six years ago when we got a new principal and her daughter had no other schools to go to. That's what happens when you live out in the middle of literally nowhere, in a town so small everyone knows everyone else's business before you even know it yourself.

They were more than perfect—they were superhuman. "This is the result of the 'fraudulent' serum," Jade said, her voice echoing in the stunned silence. "In fourteen hours, it repaired a Grade-4 arterial tear. It didn't just save his life; it upgraded it. And I am the only person on this planet who holds the key to the final stabilization formula." One of the older board members cleared his throat. "And who are you to tell us this? You’re just the wife."