“It’s just a video, babe. Her expression shifted—first concern, then frustration. The thought of someone watching this, made her stomach feel ill. One was wearing socks with sandals. “Ow, my leg,” Ava complained as Jake rushed to her side. And she had to make sure the entire school knew about it. She had stumbled in the dark, tripping over a chair that had been carelessly left in the hallway. Cassandra didn’t knock—she just walked in, rolled her eyes at the living room, and said, “Ugh, this place better not smell like nerds by the end of tonight.”
Right behind her came Holland, her best friend and self-proclaimed “aesthetic queen.” Holland was dressed in a soft pastel cardigan over a white mini dress, her blonde waves perfectly curled and adorned with glittery butterfly clips. “You are so lucky that you are with me, these other bitches.” she muttered. His fingers flew across the keyboard as he composed an email to Kassie, detailing her next task.
