❁Chapter XXII: Ivy Leagues are in your league❁
I bite my lip while looking on Yale's website.
And damn is it beautiful.
"I can't believe that you're making me apply to a damn Ivy league. I mean, I probably won't even make it into any of them." I tell Naomi while looking through the website.
"Come on Carly, you're the ideal student that every Ivy league wants, plus our fellow classmates would be expecting it." She says nonchalantly like it shouldn't be a big deal.
She then got up and grabbed my brown nail polish from off my dresser.
"So you'll probably make it into some of them. At least two or three." She says sighing.
I sighed then opened a new tab, and then typed into Brown's website. Naomi looks over my shoulder and then smirked.
This is a pretty-looking website as well.
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