“I don't need to study. I did last night," he whined, resting his head on my shoulder. "Plus. I can just sniff the paper and —"

"If Yuriel were here, I'm sure he'd throw a water bottle at you for attempting to say you can smell the answers to the test," I interrupted, knowing where his comment was leading.

"I can. It's easy," Dimitri reassured me.

"That's cheating."

"It is if you're caught.”