Blair bristled, annoyed that Vanessa's barb had found an actual target. She had never remotely cared for the school’s art program, and a few minutes ago would have readily confessed as much--provided the headmistress was out of earshot, of course. But somehow seeing Vanessa so confident in her opinion of her, Blair wanted nothing more than to prove her wrong. Unfortunately, the other girl's summations were entirely accurate. She couldn't so much as name the last musical, and hadn't known of the existence of a magazine
"Well, now that we have adequate facilities here, I'm sure I'll be much more motivated to seek out student productions." Blair sniffed, glancing surreptitiously over her shoulder to reassure herself the headmistress was nowhere in sight. "Some of have lives outside of our little pet projects, you know."