We were finally getting our grades from the latest Maths exam. My heart was beating faster as the nerves hit me. This was my real GCSE and if i did bad there was no return.
"It'll be fine." Woojin turned around in his chair to face me. "Hey, i bet you will be better than me." He added. I gave a weak smile.
"Thanks but unlikely." I replied. It was sweet of him but i have doubted my ability since i took my first exam.
Eventually the teacher handed me my paper. My eyes made their way to the big red number at the top of the page.
8+
I was 2 marks away from a 9.
"See i told you not to worry." Woojin told me. "I won the bet too."
"What bet?" I asked.
"I said 'i bet you will be better than me' and you were." He replied. "I only got a 7"
"Oh, thats still amazing." I smiled.
"Since i won, you have a forfeit." He said. "As the winner, i say that you should join me for dinner this Friday."
"What?" I asked.
"Your forfeit is having dinner with me." He repeated.
"Like a date?" I said slowly.
He nodded, "exactly." He winked at me and then turned back to face the front.
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A/N
I used the Uk grading system. 9 is the best you can get in GCSE's for those who don't know :)
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