Worth It 𖧵 [TXT Yeonjun]

Chapter 2: Permission Slip

As we walk in...

I notice the bulletin board that happens to be the first thing you see once you enter through the school entrance.
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Ms. Jeong's 3rd Period Classroom Test Results:
Blah blah blah- 34/50
Blah blah- 29/50
Lee Chae-Young- 38/50
Blah Blah Blah- 21/50
Blah Blah- 13/50
Ahn Eun-Hana- 47/50
Blah Blah- Blah/Blah
Blah Blah Blah- Blah/Blah
Choi Yeonjun- 47/50
Park Soyeon- 20/50
Blah Blah Blah........
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"Wait a damn minute-" I mumble to Chaeyoung.

"Hey you did pretty well! Mom's gonna be proud of this one!" Chaeyoung excitingly says.

"Someone tied with me" I mumble as I take a closer look.

"Choi Yeonjun, name sounds familiar... but where have I heard it before???" Chaeyoung expresses.

"I'm not even sure he's in the same class as me" I said.

"Everyone knows you're a genius when it comes to pop quizzes, no matter the subject, so maybe he copied off of you?" Chaeyoung requested.

"I feel horrible considering it, I had no idea he was in our class" I said bamboozled.

"We should find out where he sits, maybe after everyone leaves we can see how much he can see off of your paper from his view" Chaeyoung said.

"Wow, you are starting to sound like a detective" I said in a mimicking voice.

When I was little I had this dream of becoming a detective, I looked for meaningless clues, I made discoveries (like how my mom really made watermelon water), and I was sold to be the next.... Dora???

"You are starting to sound like Dora !" I exclaimed.

We both start laughing our asses off, at one point I could tell Chaeyoung was having issues inhaling, which made me laugh EVEN more, WHICH made Chaeyoung laugh even more.

"You know, you should be a comedian" Chae expresses in tears from all that laughter.

BBRRING!!

The school bell rang.

"Oh crap, catch ya later I have to give my permission slip to the school counselor" I told Chaeyoung as I walked away waving goodbye.

"Ok! Tell boots I said 'Hi', alright?" Chaeyoung said half laughing.

"Yeah, yeah, get to class" I said as I turned around and turned the corner. I reached inside my bag as my feet took me directly towards the counselor's office.

that's when it hit me...

I don't have my permission slip!
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