Nina Donovan pretended not to hear Misty's voice.
'Ugh, my conscience aches just thinking about it.'
'I'll deal with it once I've steeled myself.'
Nina Donovan passed the day half-asleep, half-daydreaming, and half-listening in class.
Fischer shot her meaningful glances several times, but he always hesitated to speak.
He racked his brains but still couldn't figure out how Nina Donovan had solved those math competition problems.
Suspicious, he started calling on her more often in class, but to his surprise, she answered correctly every single time.
Even when she went to the blackboard to write out her solutions, her steps were methodical and clear. She could even simplify an incredibly difficult problem, leaving Fischer marveling. She was a natural-born mathematician.
But...
She didn't just sleep in math class. She daydreamed in English, doodled in Language Arts, and in every other subject, she found something to do besides pay attention to the lecture.
