She blinked for a few moments. Linda was quiet, and I continued to stare at her and wait for her to answer. Bella passed exams because the young men she attended classes with gave her the answers to be closer to her. I knew from high school that she never did any homework. Lilian and Steven were preparing her to be a trophy wife, not someone to help run a pack, so they paid people or forced me to do her homework.
I doubted anything had changed in the last four years. Seeing the way Bella stared at me told me I was right.
“That’s such an easy question,” someone said from nearby. “If she needs help with that, it’s obvious that she doesn’t belong here.”
It was a high school algebra problem. I was taking Calculus this year.
“Do you need me to repeat the question?” I asked.
“Of course
