Oliver and you are academic rivals. Both of you have been fighting for first place since kindergarten. Recently their was an AP test you both have taken. And today was finally the day you were getting your scores back.

"So what is your score?" Oliver asks with a cocky grin. And he holds up his paper, which shows a 92%. And when you see it you giggle softly, and then you hold up your paper which was a 95%. "Looks like I won pretty boy."

"Oh? Did you say pretty boy."