The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 57

Sylvia's POV:

Everyone gathered together with excitement, scrambling to get a view of the rankings.

After looking at it, some students were cheering and whooping, but there were also others who broke down. One of them was the fat werewolf next to me.

"No! I'm going to be in Class F! My mother's going to beat me to death."

I looked at him with sympathy but also felt uneasy. We really had tough competition out here. I took a closer look at the rankings. As expected, Blair was in the first place.

"Hell yeah! I'm ranked ninth!" Harry's voice rose above the noise. He jumped with joy, causing his pineapple-shaped hair to bounce in the air. "I'm going to be in Class A! That's great!"

Surprisingly, I found my name easily, not so far below Blair and Harry. I was eleventh in ranking.

But when I saw that my overall score was just 0.6 points away from the werewolf in tenth place, I was crestfallen.

"Oh, no! If you had gotten 0.6 points more, you could've been in Class A too." Harry saw me looking at my ranking and saw my score too. He gave me a comforting pat on the shoulder. "I guess that strength test really brought you down, huh."

I forced a smile. "I'll be fine. I actually ranked much higher than I expected. Of course, my score makes me a little regretful I didn't do better."

If only I had worked a little harder, I could have qualified for Class A.

"Well, you deserve it, bitch! That's all you're capable of. Not even God could help you with that lame score!" In my brief moment of misery, Cherry did not let the opportunity to make fun of me pass.

Why was she always so annoying? I shot her a cold glance. "Why are you always around me? If I didn't know better, I would think you're obsessed with me."

"What? How dare you even talk back like that? Do you seriously think you're that spectacular? Even if you got into this military school, you still can't get rid of the fact that you're a slave!" Cherry raised her voice, attracting the attention of students around us.

"Don't listen to Cherry. Even though you couldn't make it to Class A, being eleventh is still an outstanding place to be. Think of it this way-- you're technically going to be the top student in Class B." Harry gave me a fresh perspective.

I smiled, deeply appreciating his help. I initially thought this guy was arrogant. But after getting to know him more, I realized he wasn't actually a bad, scheming werewolf. He just had a sharp tongue. At this point, I considered Harry as a friend, actually.

"He's right. Hundreds of students took the same exam with you and you still placed at the top. You should be proud of yourself." Afraid that I would sink deeper into regret and sadness, Yana chimed in to comfort me as well.

She and Harry were right. Ranking this high alone was already a surprise. I shouldn't be disappointed in myself at all. Instead, I had more to look forward to so that I could improve myself.

At this, I decided to stop entertaining nonsense in my head anymore and lift my spirits.

All of a sudden, the class arrangements were finally announced on the big screen.

To my surprise, I found my name on the list of Class A.