Grade (Pick/Rome)

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"How could your grades be so great, Rome?" Emma huffed, staring at her innocent-looking best friend. 

"Maybe I am smarter than you." Rome pointed out. 

"Bullshit. You are worse than me." Emma growled. 

"Tell me, how did you bribe the teachers?" 

"I did not. I studied hard." Rome felt offended by his friend's comment. 

"Tell me!" Emma demanded, not letting the issue be. Rome fidgeted in his seat. He wasn't comfortable telling her, but at the same time, he wanted to show off. 

"P'Pick promised a reward if my grades improve." He whispered just enough for Emma to hear. 

"Reward?" Emma's brows furrowed. 

"Reward," Rome repeated as his ears and cheeks turned bright red. 

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