"Who can tell me what state is known as the Lone Star State?"
Immediately a dozen hands went up.
As her overly-eager classmates begged for their moment in the spotlight, Ivy leaned foreword and whispered into Teddy's ear.
"He cannot be serious! That is the easiest question in the world! But no way am I raising my hand. He might tell my mom that I actually participated in class and believe me, that would not be good! She might start to expect it! It's better if I just sit here and play dumb!"
"That shouldn't be too hard!" A voice from behind Ivy said.
Ivy turned and glared at nerdy Mark Anderson.
"Do you want to continue to live? Because if you do, I suggest that you mind your own business!"
"Teddy Duncan, can you tell us the correct answer?"
"Girl, you have got this one in the bag!" Ivy said.
But Teddy just stared into space.
"Miss Duncan-."
Ivy pushed Teddy's back, causing Teddy to whirl around in surprise.
"What?"
"Teddy, where is your head? Mr. Davis just called on you!"
Embarrassed, Teddy returned her gaze to the front of the room, having no idea what was going on.
"I-I'm sorry, what?"
His hands on his hips, Mr. Davis regarded Teddy sternly. "Miss Duncan, I was asking for the state which is known as the Lone Star State."
Teddy stared at him blankly. "Um... Missouri?"
Mr. Davis threw up his hands in exasperation. "Lord, why did I become a teacher? I've been asking myself that more and more with each passing school year!"
The bell rang, prompting the students to scramble out of their seats and hurry for the door.
"Miss Duncan, may I see you for a moment?"
Teddy was only too aware of the stern glance from her teacher. "Sure, Mr. Davis."
As they gathered their books, Ivy rolled her eyes at Teddy.
"Girl, I cannot believe you do not know the answer to such an easy question! The answer is Texas! You know... the home to hot cowboys in tight jeans and cowboy boots? And when they take their shirts off... oooohhh!"
"You're crazy." Teddy replied.
"Oh, I'm crazy? How can you possibly think that Missouri is the Lone Star State? It's barely even a state! In fact, I don't have any idea where it is!"
"Miss Duncan, now!" Mr. Davis was yelling.
Teddy cringed at her teacher's harsh expression.
"I'll talk to you later, Ivy. I wonder what Mr. Davis wants."
"I wonder..." Ivy grinned.
She looked at Ivy thoughtfully and then shrugged.
"He probably just wants to tell me what a good student I am. Like my teacher last period did."
Ivy rolled her eyes and walked to the doorway. "Yeah, I'm sure that's it."
