“Are you ready, Olivia?” Eliana asked her, peeking from the door.
“I am, Eliana.” She addressed her godmother.
Eliana was taken aback when she saw Olivia dressed as she was.
“Olivia, what are you wearing? It's a party, that to your high school party. It is not a casual hangout with your friends.”
“I know, Eliana. It's just I don't want to dress up, and this is comfortable.” She tried to explain it to her.
Eliana sighed and dragged Olivia up to a mirror.
“Olivia, take a look at yourself; is this you? Real Olivia would have worn this in your school last year of your high school party?”
Olivia looked in the mirror as a result of this. What she saw was not a familiar face looking at her but rather the polar opposite of her. Her previous self would never have worn this to a party, with black jeans and a simple plain top. No accessories, just a lot of makeup to hide her true face. Instead of boots or heels, wear sneakers.
“I am not looking to draw attention to myself. As it is, I am
