The perfect score.

Once there were two friends, A and B.
Both entered tenth grade at the age of fourteen.
Every phone call from that week on
Was peppered with advice from the 'wise',
"No more library memberships" they said,
"Down with the cable,out with the modem!
This is THE year you have no time for leisure!
No more plays,no,No! absolutely no more extra curricular!
"And on and on the 'encouragement' peaked,
"You need to get 95 percent,that's what you deserve,
You are brilliant, you need to show the world!"
Their words rang in both their heads..."This is THE year...no more leisure..."
A sought to listen to the advice...
After all her relatives were supposed to be 'wise'...
So out went the cable,modem and all,
No more scripts, only graphs...
She firmly put her foot down
.B threw the advice out the window...
the "wise" were not going to live life for her..
And yes, she designed the magazine cover.
That was after the cultural play,
She gained many new friends and the title,"SET DESIGNER."
B thought of reducing production costs,
A though of reducing Quadratic equations,
B begged the director for and increase in the budget,
A begged the science teacher,
For that one more experiment...
Slowly the friends drifted apart,
After all they no longer shared the same path.
Then the common exams came,
And both did well up to their expectations...A got 95, B 82.
They looked through their diaries,
to sum it all,
B smiled at every new friend met,
A at every 95 percent.
A was branded as a achiever,
B as lacking in perseverance,
So who was right and who was wrong?
And who to judged and who to branded,
But those relatives who are called 'wise'?