She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 03
“Okay, hurry back. I’ll watch it like a hawk.”
She nodded eagerly, impatience flashing in her eyes.
I walked to the door and glanced back.
Jessica had already slipped into my seat.
I pulled out my phone and opened the remote screen recording app I had installed on the computer earlier.
The screen clearly showed everything she was doing.
She opened my application page, quickly deleted Ashford’s code, and typed in Ridgewood Technical College’s veterinary tech program code. Then she selected all my other choices and deleted them in one click.
Finally, she took a deep breath and hit “submit confirmation.”
The system popped up a message: [Application successfully submitted.]
A satisfied smile crossed her face.
She quickly looked around to make sure no one had seen her.
Then she sat back in her own seat, picked up a pen, and pretended to calculate scores on her scratch paper.
The whole thing took less than three minutes.
I put away my phone and walked to the bathroom.
I didn’t come back for another five minutes.
When I returned to the lab, Jessica was looking down, pretending to carefully check her own application.
When she saw me, she immediately smiled innocently.
“You’re back, Emily. I watched your computer the whole time, nobody touched it.”
I sat down and glanced at the screen. “Thanks.”
She relaxed. “A lot of people have already finished and left. You were taking a while, so I went ahead and submitted it for you.”
“That’s fine, right? I didn’t change anything. They were all your choices.”
I smiled. “No problem. Of course I trust you.”
Her eyes flickered. She had not expected me to say that.
But she quickly recovered her smile. “Good. Now we can both relax and wait for our acceptance letters.”
I watched her performance and felt nothing.
After everyone finished, they slowly left the lab.
Jessica held onto my arm and chattered nonstop.
“Emily, after we get our acceptance letters, let’s go on a graduation trip together.”
“My mom said she would give me two thousand dollars for travel. We can go to Miami Beach and stay in an oceanfront hotel.”
“Sure.”
I smiled and agreed.
She sighed and pretended to be sad.
“I don’t even know if I’ll get in. I worked so hard all through high school, if I can’t get into a good college, I’ll be devastated.”
“Emily, if you go to Ashford, you won’t look down on me for going to a state school, right?”
“Of course not. We’re best friends.”
I emphasized the words “best friends.”
Jessica’s smile froze for a second, then returned to normal.
When I got home, I had barely sat down when I heard a knock on the door.
I opened the door to find Jessica and her mom Patricia standing there with a box of donuts and a six-pack of soda.
Patricia smiled brightly. “Oh, Emily, you’re home too. Did you get your application all filled out?”
“Yes, Mrs. Moreau.”
“Good.”
Patricia walked in and set the donuts and soda on the table.
“Jessica finished hers too. She put Ashford as her first choice. Maybe you two can be classmates again.”
She sounded unbearably proud.
Jessica pretended to scold her.
“Mom, stop. What if I don’t get in? That’d be so embarrassing. Emily scored higher than me. I’m just hoping for the best.”
“Why are you so insecure?”
Patricia patted her arm, then turned to my mom and sighed.
“But seriously, filling out the application is more important than the test itself. I have a nephew who scored 1590, ten points higher than Emily.”
