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I raise an eyebrow with a naïve undertone.
“Do what?” I question, playing dumb as I bat my lashes.
“This.”
I tilt my head, trying to comprehend the vagueness of his statement.
“You’re gonna have to be a little more specific than that,” I recommend, intertwining my hands in front of me.
Therearea few things that I could’ve done on purpose. It doesn’t mean I didallof them. That would’ve required more time and effort than what I’m willing to give him.
“Putting the wrong answers on purpose. You wanted me to fail,” he speaks harshly.
I hope he’s not planning on being a detective. Sherlock Holmes would be disappointed. He’s so wrong and far away from the facts: I suck at chemistry. Is it really that hard to get?
I’m not the brightest student around. If I want good grades, I have to work my ass off, spending long hours reading, and practicing to learn. Sometimes, even when I do that, I still get paralyzed when I’m given a test full of questions that I’m meant to answer in a certain amount of time.
It’s unbelievable that Stanley can think that I would risk my future to piss him off. Who in their right mind would do something like that? This is college, for fuck’s sake. We’re not kids. We’re paying for an education, not for obtaining low grades and screwing up our GPA’s.
“Uh, no. What Ididdo was hide the fact that I have a C-minus in the class. My knowledge is limited, but seeing you fail with me is oddly gratifying,” I say, raising my chin.
He snorts with disbelief.
I can see that Stanley is getting close to losing his mind for failing the test. None of this is my damn fault. If he knew that we had a test, why the fuck he chose to go out and party all night instead of staying home studying? Stanley needs to review his priorities and work on them.
“No?” His deep voice full of skepticism. Stanley straightens the paper in front of me, and I have to take a step back to focus my sight on his grade. A frown cuts my expression deeply when I notice that he got afucking D. He did better than me. “Does this look like a passing grade?”
I purse my lips together in a dissatisfied grimace. It’s unfair! How is it possible that he did better than me? I’m furious, flaming as I hold back my need to strangle him. I studied for long hours during the whole week, and he goes out to get drunk the night before and earns a better grade? He can pass the class with a goddamnD!
“That’s not my fault. You should’ve studied more,” I pronounce through gritted teeth as I turn around to continue my way out of the building, but Stanley blocks my path before I can reach the stairs.
“Why did you fail on purpose?” he pressures.
The laugh that escapes my lips is sardonic, raspy, and heavy.
I can’t believe this guy.
“Do you really think I would screw my future to bother you?” I snap, pure venom soaking my words. Stanley stays silent, unable to utter a single word. “You have a colossal ego, buddy. If I ever want to commit suicide, I’d just climb to the top and throw myself off it. Certain death.”
His light eyelashes almost touch when he narrows his eyes in a fulminant glare.
“You don’t think I’ll believe that, right?”
My expression remains impassive. I frown my lips as I wait for him to realize that I’m not messing around.
“I thought we established that you’re the clown here.”
“You’re kidding me. You said you were good!” Stanley exclaims, moving his hands around, looking like he’s about to have a breakdown.
“Correction: youassumedI was good. I never clarified it. Besides, you know what they say about assuming things. You make an ass out ofyouand me,” I quip, shrugging.
Stanley closes his green eyes and inhales deeply through his nose.
“Let me see if I understood. You’re trying to say that you’re just naturally bad in class, but you’re the only one that turns in the homework without any mistakes?” He inquires warily.
I nod. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
