Carson's thoughts snapped Ivy out of hers. 'I wish we had AP Stats together. I don't even know why half of the people in there take that class since they're always asking me for help. Ivy can hold her own.'
She nearly snorted. That wasn't true at all. Well, she could learn it easily enough if she felt like it. But why bother when it was so much easier to cheat? It wasn't even possible for her to get caught so she had nothing to worry about.
Suddenly she wondered what Carson would think of her if he had any idea how often she had used him to get ahead in class over the years. He probably would not be happy.
Ivy hadn't ever thought about anything like this before. People's motivations and feelings didn't really matter to her because she was bombarded with them all day. She had become numb to it all.
