Chapter 3

My friends threw a welcome party for my return.

I hadn't seen them in ages, so I agreed to go.

My best friend, Sheila Carter, came to pick me up. Instead of hugging me, she frowned.

"Why didn't you get glammed up? You're dressed too plain to steal the show," she said.

I couldn't help but sigh.

I was wearing a dress and light makeup. What more did she want?

Honestly, I'd spent three years in Daroland in sweats and no makeup.

Sheila shook her head. "C'mon. We've got time. Mall run."

I pulled her into the car. "No. I…