“But you can’t do that. That’s against the school rules.”
Mimi caps her pen, closes the booklet of questions, and gives a satisfying, luxurious stretch. Done, and she has a feeling she hasn’t done too badly this time, either.
If she can just be honest with herself, she knows that it’s thanks to Kayla.
Kayla’s notes. Kayla’s clarity, Kayla’s dogged persistence questioning her over and over until she remembered the right answers to each question.
She’s grateful, okay, but it hurts as well.
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