Pursuing Her (Sophie and Tristan)

Chapter 35 Addicted To Hugging You

though it was already late.“Nope. Come and eat with me!” In actuality, Tristan had already eaten. He knew she hadn’t yet, which was why he ordered people to deliver food to them.Sophie sat across from him and ate. They remained silent as they enjoyed their meal.He only had a few bites before he kept putting food on her plate. Not only that, he even poured her a bowl of mushroom soup.She ate a lot over the course of the meal.Once it was over, she took on the task of cleaning up the table.Tristan didn’t stay around for long as he left after the meal was over. It was as though he was only there to share a meal with her.While the physics exam the next day involved a lot of calculations, Sophie was still able to finish them easily.There was half an hour left when she handed her paper in.For her Ustranasion paper during the afternoon, she took her time writing her answers down on the answer paper. She really didn’t understand why people were saying the exam was hard.Once the exam was over, everyone gathered around to discuss it.Ysabelle sat on the bench in front of Sophie and turned around to face her friend.“How well did you do, Soph?” Ysabelle was really worried about her friend’s grades.“Fine.”“Can you pass the physics paper?”“I can.”Carrie just so happened to pass by both of them then.She snickered when she heard what Sophie said. “If you can pass without ever paying attention in class, what are us teachers for?”“We’ll know once the results are out. There’s no need to rush, Mrs. Fletcher. I always keep my promises. If I don’t pass this time, I’ll quit school voluntarily.” Sophie smiled coldly.“Soph…” Ysabelle was worried because the physics paper had been really hard. I’m pretty sure half of the class won’t even pass! Why is she acting so confidently?“Is that so? I look forward to your results, then. Hmph.” It was obvious Carrie didn’t believe Sophie.When Sophie and Ysabelle went out for a meal, they encountered Willow and her posse.“How well do you think you’re going to do this time, Willow?” Willow’s friend asked.“Well enough,” Willow replied.“You always say that, and you always get into the top three!”Another one of Willow’s friends chimed in, “That’s right! Willow is just that awesome! She’s good-looking and smart! Whoever she marries in the future is going to be very lucky.”“Tsk.” Ysabelle couldn’t help but click her tongue when she heard Willow’s posse praising Willow.“What do you mean by that, Ysabelle?” One of Willow’s classmates spoke up sullenly.Even though what Willow’s classmates said was true, they were actually really jealous of Willow.“I don’t mean anything else by that. This isn’t your home, so why do you care what I’m saying?” Ysabelle retorted.“You!”“Forget about it. There’s no need to waste our time talking to a bunch of awful students like them! Any one of the students in our class can crush them easily,” one of Willow’s classmates mocked.It was true that Senior Class 1 students would utterly stomp on Senior Class 8 students.“You—” While that was the truth, it still pissed Ysabelle off. “So what if you’re all good at studying? That’s the only thing you nerds know how to do!”“Who are you calling a nerd, huh?” A girl in glasses pushed Ysabelle back.“So what if I’m calling you all nerds?” Ysabelle refused to back down.The girl in glasses wanted to hit Ysabelle, but Sophie caught her arm.“Keep your hands to yourself,” Sophie warned.“You think you’re untouchable just because you won against Queenie? So what if you’re good at basketball when your grades suck? What’s there to be proud of?”Sophie sneered, “Is intelligence the only thing you’re proud of? In that case, just you wait until the results for the monthly exam comes out.”Once she finished her sentence, she left with Ysabelle.“How are her grades, Willow?” the girl in glasses asked. Sophie sounded as though she was confident she’ll be getting good grades for the exam!“Nothing impressive,” Willow answered.“Good. We’ll see how long she can act so smugly.”Inside the offices of Jipsdale Premier High, the Chanaean teachers were