The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Corinne glanced at Josephine, who looked as smug as her mother down the stage.
“Yes, you both got perfect scores. You were fast asleep when the result was announced,” said the host.
Corinne yawned and uttered lightly, “That’s impossible.”
The reporters and camera people all looked at her with disbelief.
“What does she mean? That she got a perfect score, or that Josephine got a perfect score?”
“It’s the latter, duh! Miss Corinne must’ve expected Miss Josephine to have forgotten all the things she learned in high school.
Miss Josephine getting a perfect score so effortlessly was out of her expectation.”
“That makes sense. Miss Corinne is just too cocky for her good.”
The discussion kept going on off the stage.
“Miss Corinne, let me explain,” said the host. “After you both handed in the test paper, the teacher came up to the stage to mark
them. Once he was done marking, the result was shown to everyone here and the people watching the live broadcast. There
was no objection raised.
“Which brings us to now. Miss Josephine thinks she should be crowned the winner since she was the first to hand in her test
paper. We’d like to hear if you have anything to say about that.”
Corinne covered her mouth and yawned lazily. “Just because she handed in the paper first doesn’t mean she’s smarter than me.
I mean, I’ve never heard of bonus marks being given for the person handing in their test paper first.”
“Even without the extra marks given for handing in her test paper first, we still think Miss Josephine is smarter than you!” shouted
a reporter.
Corinne turned to him. “Why?”
“Because not only did you study in the best university in the country but also had plenty of time to get yourself up to speed on all
the high school subjects you failed to learn in the past. Miss Josephine spent all her time working on her family’s farm for the
past few years, yet she still managed to get a perfect score. Is that not enough to prove she’s smarter than you?” the reporter
replied.

Corinne chuckled softly. “Sir, your conclusion is clearly based on the assumption that I stole Miss Josephine’s university spot. So
it doesn’t really hold much weight.”
The reporter was made speechless by her meticulous logic, but he insisted on defending Josephine. “Then do you have any
other evidence to prove you didn’t steal Miss Josephine’s university spot?”
Corinne shook her head. “No, I don’t.”
The reporter scoffed. “Well, doesn’t that just make you even more suspicious?”
Corinne looked down condescendingly on the biased reporter. “First of all, a basic quality of being a good reporter is to be able to
always maintain a neutral and objective view on the subject you’re reporting. You do not have this quality, it seems.
“Also, in any event, no matter the circumstances, the burden of proof lies on the accuser. But it seems like you can’t even grasp
this simple logic. I wonder which media company are you working under ’cause it seems like your employer has no intention of
surviving in this field.”
The reporter’s expression hardened. “Why you...”
The other reporters were basically on Josephine’s side too. They already had the mentality of helping the weak, but Corinne’s
nonchalant attitude just pushed them to side with Josephine even more.
Another reporter stood up to defend his colleague, “So what you’re saying is you don’t have the evidence to prove you didn’t
steal Miss Josephine’s university spot but that still doesn’t give us the right to suspect you? Why do you insist on forcing your
logic down our throats?”
Corinne smiled calmly. “I must admit, I didn’t expect her to get a perfect test score since she was only an average student in high
school. This is certainly a real doozy, but to prove I didn’t steal her university spot, I’m willing to do a retest. What do you say,
Miss Josephine?”