Arya took a sip and nodded. "I'll come home and I'll bring pie and she can see how much I've got it together." Arya set her jaw a little. "I'm not going to have her proved right about me." Arya was pretty sure that her mom thought she was doomed to fail at her life. She'd always wanted Arya to do so much better in school, and maybe only sliding through had dashed her hopes for Arya to 'be' something.
But Arya knew that she was going to do amazing things and that her mom wasn't going to have to worry about Arya following down the same bad paths. Her mom could just relax and see that Arya was good.