downstairs and into the study. âCarter?â she said. âDid I hear your fatherâs car pull out?â
Carter nodded. âHe said he had an errand to do.â
âThatâs funny,â Mrs. Phillips said, shrugging slightly. She seemed to focus on her daughterâs face now. âAnd what are you doing, just standing in the middle of the room with that strange expression? Has something happened?â
âWell, yes. Daddy called the testing service to find out what my math score was.â
âAnd?â
âItâs seven hundred thirty.â
Mrs. Phillips crossed the room and hugged Carter. âThatâs wonderful, dear! Your father must be so happy. Isnât it wonderful?â
âItâs great.â
âCarter, we should celebrate! Why donât you look happier about this? You look sort of numb.â
Carter gave her mother a kiss and said, âIt just hasnât sunk in yet, thatâs all. I canât believe itâs really true.â
âWell, it
is
true. Itâs terrific news.â She pulled away from Carter now and started poking through her purse.
âI wish I could stay and celebrate with you,â she said. âBut Iâve got to run out and look at flower arrangements for the Spring Fling.â She gave Carter a kiss and added, âSee you at dinner, dear.â
Mrs. Phillips left. Carter wandered into the hallway, not sure what to do with herself. She sat down on the bottom step of the carpeted staircase.
It worked, she thought. The whole plan worked out perfectly. I got what I wanted. Nothing bad happened.
So why donât I feel happy?
She had no idea how much time had passed before she heard her fatherâs Mercedes pull into the driveway. A minute later he came into the house, all smiles.
In his hand he held a tiny package, wrapped in robinâs egg blue paper and tied with a thin white ribbon.
He held the package out to Carter, who was still sitting on the stairs. She looked at him in surprise.
âThis is for you, Carter,â said Judge Phillips. âTo celebrate the fruits of all your hard work.â
He gave her the package, then kissed her on the forehead. âIâm so proud of you.â
Carter opened the package. Inside was a pair of sparkling diamond earrings.
Her stomach dropped to the floor. They were beautiful. No, they were gorgeous. But she knew she didnât deserve them. She couldnât help but think of what she had done to get those earrings.
Cheater. Cheater.
The word repeated in her mind.
She tried to smile brightly at her father, hiding her guilty feelings. âDaddy,â she said, âtheyâre beautiful. Really beautiful. You shouldnât have done this.â
âPut them on, Carter,â said her father. âI want to see how they look.â
Dutifully she put on the earrings. Her father beamed and kissed her again.
âBrilliant diamonds for a brilliant girl. Now, I have some work to do in my study, but Iâll see you at dinner.â
Still grinning, he went into his study and closed the door.
Carter stood and made her way upstairs to her bedroom. She stood before her dresser, staring at herself in the mirror. The diamond earrings seemed to give off a glare. She cringed.
Her fatherâs words echoed through her mind. âBrilliant diamonds for a brilliant girl.â
Iâm not a brilliant girl, she thought. Iâm a cheater.
And Daddy must never find out.
Dan met Carter at her locker after school the next day. Carter knew she had to talk to himâto break their date for Friday nightâbut she dreaded doing it. Worse, she had no idea what to say. She had avoided Dan all day. Now heâd finally caught up with her.
âWant to go to the mall?â he asked her. âJust hang out, look around.â
âSure,â said Carter. At least the mall would provide some distractions. âLetâs go.â
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