Netizens were even trying to predict Juniper''s score. Most guessed around 200. A few ventured 300. Some even wondered if she''d manage to break 100, considering she hadn''t even finished high school.


    Watching the girl sleeping peacefully beside him, a small smile touched Shanley''s lips. He borrowed an ount from Flint and posted a new tweet.


    F: [I bet Juniper''s total score will be 700+.]


    Worried it would get lost in the flood of posts, Shanley paid to boost the tweet. Soon,


    it shot to the top of the trending list, and thements started pouring in.


    [?]


    [??] [???]


    The screen was a dizzying blur of question marks.


    [Man, are you serious? 700? You sure you didn''t add an extra 0?]


    [Everyone knows Juniper has a weak academic foundation and didn''t finish high school. If she can score 700, I can score 7000.]


    [I can''t tell if you''re a supporter or a troll being sarcastic.]


    [I believe it.]


    Amidst the sea of doubt, one dissonantment appeared. Shanley clicked on the profile and saw that the user was a student at Aurora High School.


    Ah, an Aurora High student. That exined it. He could have imed she''d get a perfect score, and no one from Aurora High would have doubted it. To their credit, the school had been remarkably discreet, not leaking a single word about Juniper''s abilities to prevent any sabotage.


    F: [If you think Juniper can score 700, vote yes on the right. There''s a prize for those who guess correctly.]


    Most users assumed he was a troll and didn''t take it seriously. Within five minutes, over a hundred thousand people had voted. 99.9% voted NO, while only 0.1% voted YES A quick took showed only 20 people had clicked yes most of them were from Aurora High, with a few who had clearly misclicked.


    That afternoon was the math exam, which was Juniper''s strong suit. Most importantly, it didn''t require much writing. Her mood was significantly better than in the morning, and she flew through the


    problems untess than sixty minutes,


    the entire math paper wasplete.


    She felt like napping again but worried it would end up online and tarnish Jimmie''s reputation. To kill time, she spread out a nk sheet of scratch paper and began to doodle with her pencil.


    When the proctor came to collect


    her paper, he noticed her exam sheet was pristine and her answer card was immacte. The scratch


    paper however waste


    ina


    calctions, but in adorableo chibi-style caricatures of everyone in the exam room, including the proctors. He even spotted his own little mustache.


    And what was this? A little boy sitting next to her cartoon self? A crush, perhaps? The proctor, having been young once, understood.


    But as he flipped through the rest of the scratch paper, he found no traces of any calctions. None on the exam booklet, none on the scratch paper, yet the answer card waspletely filled out. Could it be that she did all the calctions in her head?


    In all his years of teaching, he had never encountered a student with such genius. Especially not one who hadn''t even finished high school. The proctor waspletely bewildered.


    Juniper sailed through the final two exams as her strength slowly returned. Afterward, Shanley and her three brothers were already waiting for her in an RV.


    "Are you tired?"


    "Are you hungry?"


    "Are you sleepy?"


    The three brothers sat in a row, tripping over each other to show their concern for


    her.