My Cruel Bestie Mocked Me to Please His Muse, Unaware I Was Flying to Harvard with a True Genius Chapter 10
“I’m going to repeat my senior year,” Zach said firmly. “I’ll try again. Next year, I’m definitely getting into
Harvard.”
He swore he would find me. “I’m going to find Sophie. Even if it’s a year late – even if I’m late – I will keep my
promise to meet her at Harvard.”
Jasmine was furious. “Zach, are you stupid? You’ve already gotten into Boston University. It may not be the
top school, but it’s still prestigious. How can you give up and repeat senior year?”
Zach glared at her coldly like he wanted to devour her. “It’s all your fault. Jasmine, if it weren’t for you,
would I have given up Harvard and lost Sophie? I only felt a momentary flutter for you – just a little
protectiveness. If you hadn’t dragged me into that grove and kissed me, I wouldn’t have fallen for it.”
His eyes were full of hatred. “I finally realize – the person I’ve always truly loved is Sophie. I want you to go
away. Don’t ever see me again.”
Jasmine stared at him blankly, then suddenly burst out laughing – tears streaming down her face.
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“Zach, look at how stupid you are. What good does saying this now do? Sophie gave up on you a long time
ago. She and Kevin are on the same wavelength. They agreed to enroll at Harvard together they even had
their graduation party together.”
Zach shook his head, pale as paper. “No, that’s impossible. We’ve known each other since we were kids. We’re the closest people in the world. Sophie wouldn’t abandon me. She wouldn’t cut ties with me like that.”
He studied like a madman.
When he looked at his old study notes – with my familiar handwriting his eyes welled up with tears.
Finally, he saw the love letters hidden behind those notes.
But it was too late. He hadn’t cherished them when he had them.
In the end, Jasmine gave up on him and went to Boston University alone.
Only Zach insisted on repeating his senior year.
His parents and teachers all called him foolish, but he was so stubborn there was no talking him out of it.
He studied hard every day at school and stayed up late at night.
Whenever he couldn’t focus, he would run downstairs to my building in Brookline and stare up at my window.
“Sophie, I miss you so much. Why didn’t I cherish you? Why did I only realize my mistake after losing you? I
wish I could go back – I wish I could see your smile again, even just once.”
Every quiet night, a warm yellow lamp used to glow in my window.
But not anymore.
Just darkness.
The light never came back on.
Because when September arrived, Kevin and I went to Harvard to register.
One missed step, and you’ll never catch up.
Zach was destined to never catch up with Sophie.
