The Ivy League Curse

nder he didn' t quite belong. He was here on a full ride, a world away from his mom and their cramped a

e exam hall, a voice r

r Northwood Prep, pointed a grimy finger at him. Marcus was alway

scores sometimes get flagged,

You're getting nothing." He then gestured to Liam's wrist. "That 'frie

he vintage watch a few weeks ago. Ethan said it was a family heirloom, a good luck c

ng about?" Liam ask

his gaze flicking towards the school gates. Chl

g lately. Just small dips, but enough to worry him. Ethan, on the other hand,

whispered, the joke

wards Chloe. "Pass it to someone you consi

is dad left. They paid for groceries when his mom lost her job, Chloe tutored him in subjec

this

, shaking his h

ook on his face, and shuffled awa

watch suddenly unbearable on his wrist. He tr

mile bright. "How was it

orcing a smile back. He co

scanned the list, his heart pounding. He found his name. His score had

t. Number one

, who usually copied Liam'

t the wall, the faces of his cla

brary stacks, trying to process,

to her friend, Sarah. Her voice was low, confidential. "But Ethan needs this. He has re

m f

rmured s

is special watch... an old family thing. Since Liam wouldn't step asi

ld. Share good fortu

s words echoing in his ears. "The top sc

like it was b