The School Beauty Heard My Thoughts novel
Just because the night before the exam, my classmate, Ellen Lawrence, told me she could read minds, not only knowing all my answers but also scoring exactly one point higher than me.
I didn't believe her. During the exam, I tried hard to clear my mind. But after the test, when comparing answers with classmates, Ellen repeated my answers word for word.
When the SAT scores came out, she beat me by just one point and took the last spot for admission to Harvard University.
She patted my pale face and smirked, saying, "Shirley, someone as poor as you wants to change your fate with the SAT? Go die with your short-lived parents!"
I couldn't get into Harvard, so I missed the scholarship the school promised. I could only watch helplessly as my sick parents passed away, and eventually, I ended my own life in despair.
Even until my death, I couldn't figure out how Ellen knew all my answers and managed to score just one point higher than me. I wondered, "Could mind reading really exist in this world?"
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day before the SAT exam. This time, I will not lose.
"The SAT will begin tomorrow..."
Hearing the voice from the TV, I suddenly woke up.
I thought, "SAT? Didn't I already take it? And after that, I lost everything."
After triple-checking, I realized I had been reborn, back to the day before the SAT, before all the nightmares happened.
Overwhelmed with joy, I burst into tears, but the next second, my phone vibrated, and the message that once pushed me into the abyss popped up. The sender was my classmate Ellen.
Ellen: [Shirley, though you've always been the top student in the grade and the only one in school likely to get into Harvard, do you believe it? I can read minds. For this SAT, I not only know all your answers but can precisely control my score to ensure it's just one point higher than yours.]
When I received this message in my previous life, I thought it was just a joke. Ellen, relying on her wealthy family, always loved to bully students like us who came from difficult backgrounds.
Because of my good grades, she targeted me even more, always causing trouble for me. At the time, I just thought this message was her trick to mess with my mindset.
But to my surprise, after the first day of exams, when checking answers, Ellen actually recited all my choices, even the obscure arguments I used in my essay, with complete accuracy.
I was utterly shocked at the time, but she just sneered and said, "I told you I can read minds, why don't you believe me?"
I still refused to believe in mind-reading. During the second day's exam, I kept my mind blank the entire time and wrote all my problem-solving steps on scratch paper. Yet, when checking answers, Ellen's responses were still exactly the same as mine.
She casually sighed and said, "Shirley, you really struggled with the last math problem. Almost made me run out of time to finish."
At that moment, I completely broke down. But the real despair came after the SAT results were announced.
I scored 1500, but Ellen, who always had poor grades, actually scored one point higher than me.
That one-point difference cost me the admission letter from Harvard University and the massive scholarship the school had promised.
In the hospital, my parents, who were waiting for this life-saving money, eventually passed away in despair. I watched them being wheeled into the morgue, then turned around and saw Ellen's smug face.
She patted my bloodless face and laughed, "Shirley, someone as poor as you wants to change your fate with the SAT? Just go die with your short-lived parents!"
"Don't curse me in your heart. I know all your thoughts crystal clear, including your little secret that no one knows..."
Ellen leaned in, whispering my deepest secret word by word into my ear. My mind completely broke down, and in despair, I climbed to the hospital rooftop and jumped off.
Thankfully, heaven gave me a second chance. This time, I will uncover the truth behind Ellen's "mind-reading" and see what she's really up to!
After receiving Ellen's threatening text message, I took several deep breaths to calm myself and immediately went online to search for ways to counter the so-called mind-reading.
Some say to maintain physical distance. I remembered during exams, we werent in the same classroom. Others mentioned that certain personal items might be the medium.
I suddenly remembered that Ellen had given small gifts to the whole class before. I also received a teddy bear hair clip and a cheap plastic bracelet.
I thought, "These two items are probably problematic."
I grabbed a hammer and smashed the bracelet and hair clip to pieces with all my strength. After that, I thought to myself, "This time, she shouldn't be able to succeed again."
The next day, I arrived early at the SAT test center, just like in my past life. Ellen saw me and immediately came over with a big smile, pretending to be close as she wrapped her arm around mine. Her tone, however, was chilling like a demon, "Shirley, you got that message yesterday, right?"
My heart tightened, and every hair on my body stood on end. She patted my face and said in a fake encouraging tone, "Shirley, you better do well. If you don't, how am I supposed to get into Harvard?"
She walked away laughing, while my nails nearly dug into my palms.
SAT
I thought, "The things Ellen gave me were smashed by me. This time, she shouldn't be able to write the same answers as me, right?"
The morning exam ended, and as expected, the classmates gathered to check answers again. Listening to the multiple-choice answers they shared, I kept a calm face but was overjoyed inside because my answers matched the standard ones perfectly!
I thought, "This way, I can not only score 1500 but might even get close to a perfect score. Then I can get into Harvard and earn a scholarship to help pay for my parents' medical treatment."
Just as I was about to leave, Ellen suddenly grabbed my shoulder and said with a smile, "Shirley, you did great this time, got all the multiple-choice questions right. But your essay isn't good. Who still uses Shakespeare's quotes as material these days? That's so outdated."
Hearing this, goosebumps covered my body, and a cold sweat slowly slid down my forehead.
I thought, "Why? How does she still know all my answers, even that I used Shakespeare's quotes in my essay? This time, my essay content was completely different, and the material was entirely new!"
I asked with a trembling voice, "How do you know that?"
Ellen replied, "I already told you, I can read minds."
She laughed loudly as she left, each laugh feeling like an insult to me.
Sitting in the SAT exam room in the afternoon, I pressed my lips together, looking serious.
When the exam bell rang, the other test-takers immediately started answering questions, afraid to waste a second. But I sat upright, completely still.
The proctor noticed my unusual behavior and kindly reminded me, "The exam has started, hurry up and begin answering."
I nodded, but the pen in my hand didnt move at all.
I thought, "Since Ellen will know whatever answers I write, I might as well not write anything."
I looked at the sky, the ground, the leaves outside the window, but not at the test paper. I refused to believe she could still know my answers this way.
Sure enough, as soon as the exam ended and before I even left the room, Ellen rushed over like crazy.
She grabbed my neck and snarled angrily, "Why! Why didnt you write a single word! Are you crazy!"
I turned red as she choked me, but for the first time, I smiled victoriously. "Yes, Im crazy. This way, you cant copy my answers anymore!"
Our argument drew everyone's attention in the hallway. The invigilator quickly pulled Ellen away and asked in confusion, "How do you know Shirley handed in a blank paper?"
Ellen hesitated, then shoved the invigilator aside and shouted, "It's none of your business! Get lost!"
Before leaving, she pointed at my nose and threatened viciously, "I'm telling you, for the last exam this afternoon, you better take it seriously! Or else you'll regret it!"
The classmates nearby started whispering, clueless about what had happened between us.
I straightened my clothes and left the exam room calmly.
She told me to do well, but I won't.
So for the second exam in the afternoon, I still handed in a blank paper.
Despite the invigilator's repeated attempts to persuade me, I remained unmoved.
After the exam, Ellen indeed appeared at the exam room door again.
But this time, a teacher protected me, so she couldn't get close to harm me. She could only sneer from a distance, "Shirley, playing these little tricks won't work. Our family has plenty of money. If I don't do well on the SAT, my parents can just send me to study in the UK. But what about you? If you can't get into Harvard, your parents can't afford the medical bills, and your whole family is doomed!"
I lowered my head and stayed silent.
When visiting my parents in the hospital, my mother Maria May, lying on the hospital bed, tightly grasped my hand and asked, "Shirley, your school teacher just called and said you handed in blank papers for today's exams. Is that true?"
I didn't dare to look into her eyes and fell silent.
My parents are construction workers. Three months ago, there was an explosion at the site, and they were both seriously injured. My father is still in a coma, and although Maria is conscious, she can only lie in bed, unable to move.
The site owner ran off with the money, so we have to cover all the medical expenses ourselves.
My whole family pinned their hopes on me because the school promised that as long as I got into Harvard University, they would grant a large scholarship.
With this money, my parents could have surgery. This SAT is really crucial for our family, and Maria is also very concerned about how I did.
Looking at Maria's anxious, reddened eyes, I honestly nodded and said, "Yes, I handed in blank papers for both exams today. Mom, don't worry, I'll make sure to gather your medical expenses on time."
Although Maria was puzzled, she didn't ask further when she saw how firm I was. Before leaving, she reminded me again, "Shirley, our whole family's hope rests on you."
I nodded firmly and said, "I know, I won't let you down."
The day for SAT results to be announced arrived quickly.
The school organized us to check our scores in the computer lab, but I already had a rough idea of my score.
I did very well in the morning's reading and math, scoring close to full marks, but I got zero on both afternoon exams. Out of a total of 1600, I ended up with just 780.
This score shocked everyone. In the classroom, the teacher stared at the score on my computer screen, refreshing it over and over, but it always showed 780.
The teacher, unable to hide their disappointment, questioned, "Shirley, didn't you say you did well before? How could you get two zeros? You're the only student in our school with a chance to get into Harvard, and now you've ruined it for yourself!"
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Hearing that score, my heart sank again. I thought, "Why? Why does Ellen always score one point higher than me?"
Before I could figure it out, Ellen had already rushed over from the other end of the classroom. Like a wild beast out of control, she tackled me off my chair, grabbed my neck tightly, and slapped me hard across the face.
She shouted, "Shirley, you b****! It's all because of you! I'm going to kill you!"
Ellen's crazed behavior shocked everyone present. The teacher tried to pull her away, but her strength was astonishing, and no one could restrain her for the moment.
Lying on the ground, watching her hysterical appearance, a surge of satisfaction rose in my heart. I thought, "After two lifetimes, I finally beat her once!"
Ellen saw me laughing and suddenly started laughing too, "Shirley, do you think handing in a blank paper can change your fate? Fool! Now forget Harvard, you might not even get into a community college! But your two seriously ill parents are still lying in the hospital, waiting for your scholarship to save their lives! Id like to see how you, without getting into a top school, plan to save them!"
At that moment, there was a knock on the classroom door. A staff member from the administrative office peeked in and asked, "Is Shirley May here? A scholarship has arrived at the school, and you need to sign for it."
This sentence left Ellen completely stunned. She shouted in disbelief, "How is that possible? You only scored 780 points, how could you get a scholarship?"
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