“We’re eighteen years old and stuck in this school twenty-four seven. I want out.”
I notice Eva’s eyes dart toward the two girls behind me. “Fine, give me time to dress, though.”
I shake my head. “Why do you think we’re here? To help you pick out your outfit and get ready.”
Eva’s throat bobs as she swallows. “Okay, I don’t have a lot of dresses with me, though.”
Camilla walks over to her closet, pulling the door open. “I’m sure we’ll find something.” She’s a master at finding the best outfits as she sifts through Eva’s clothes uninvited. “Perfect,” she says, pulling out a Ruched cream mini-dress with sleeves and a plunging neckline.
Eva’s cheeks turn a deep red. “I’m not sure that will suit me.” She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, and I get the sense Eva isn’t used to dressing up or going out with friends.
“Nonsense,” Camilla says, walking over with it. “You’ll look gorgeous in this.”
I nod, as she really will. “I have to agree with Camilla. You will look hot in that.”
“Agreed,” Adrianna adds simply.
Eva sighs, glancing a few times at us and then the dress. “Fine, let me try it on.”
She strips off and slides the dress on, turning her back to Camilla. “Can you zip me up?”
All the while my stomach is churning as I know that as each minute ticks by, the closer I get to facing Elias.
Camilla does up the zip. “There. Spin around and let us see.”
Eva turns around, and Adrianna whistles. “You look hot.”
I nod in agreement and Camilla just stares with her mouth open.
“Drop dead gorgeous,” I say.
“I’m not sure about it.” She moves a palm over the ruched fabric. “It’s a little too revealing.”
Camilla loops her arm with Eva’s. “Nonsense. It’s perfect, and we have got to go or we will be late.”
“How are we getting out of here without being seen?” Eva asks.
I grin at Eva. “You are going to learn a lot of SA secrets tonight.” I steer her right and deeper into the girls’ wing of the dormitories. Eva tenses against me the moment she sees Jeanie, Anita, and Kerry ahead.
“What the fuck are they doing here?” Eva murmurs.
Camilla clears her throat. “Unfortunately, they’re friends with Elias.”
Eva shakes her head. “I don’t like this.”
“Don’t worry, you’ve got us now,” Adrianna says.
Kerry notices us first, a sneer on her face. “Look who it is.”
Jeanie steps forward, eyes darting between the four of us. “When Elias told me he’d invited you, I thought it was some sick joke.”
I lift my chin. “I’m not sure why the fuck he invited you.”
Jeanie shakes her head. “Come on then. Who is going first?”
“After you,” Camilla says.
Jeanie’s eyes narrow as she pulls back the portrait on the wall and opens the door behind it to the laundry shoot. After one more hateful glare, she disappears down it. Kerry and Anita are quick to follow, as always, acting like her minions.