Ivy's POV…The school was bustling with pupils, accompanied by their parents. Some looked happy, others sad, while some didn't look bothered.“Are you scared?" I had noticed earlier how Tracy held my hand firmly and the scared look on her face.“I'm just anxious," she replied.“You don't have to be anxious," I patted her shoulder. I was squatting and we were on the same level. "It's just a quiz. Don't overthink things. Go in there and do your best. I know you're a smart girl” “You don't know anything about me. Don't say you know I'm smart so you'll make me feel better. It's only making things worse," she snapped.Great! She just had to be sassy at the moment. "Is that her mom?” I raised my gaze and saw a group of three girls looking at us."More like her nanny,” one of them said and they all burst into laughter.“My nanny dresses better than that. All our workers don't dress like beggars," "That's enough you three,” I said as I stood up. "You're still too young to talk like that”
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