Soraya's POV
I blinked. "Whoa, hold on, young lady. First of all, I am not hitting on Carl. Second of all, I have no idea if you and Carl have anything going on. He never mentioned it."
"Well, he's not my boyfriend yet," she said, her tone defensive, "but he's going to be. And I don't like you trying to come in the way."
"I'm not trying to come in the way of anything, okay?" I said, already agitated. "We're just coursemates, and practically seat mates. We talk, that's all."
Amber's eyes narrowed. "Look, I know the game you're trying to pull. You're probably poor, single, and sad, but let me tell you, stay away from Carl. He's mine. Don't you see the way he looks at me? Why are you trying to distract him?"
I just stared at her, speechless for a moment, trying to decide whet
