Chaper Fifteen

Becca POV

I was so excited to go into town. The clothes Ruthie had given me were nice but not really my style. And poor Ivan. Until just a few days ago I had never not seen him in a suit. I was almost more excited for him than for me.

Once we were at the mall we split up. I was a little sad to lose John and Ivan but I needed to build up friendships with more than just them. The girls were all so nice, I just wasn’t used to being around so many people who actually wanted to be around me.

Jenna spoke up first.

“Ok Becca, what's your style?”

“I don’t know if I really have a style. When working I wore a lot of skirts and blouses, with the king I was in formal wear and on my own which was almost never just plain jeans and a t-shirt.”

“With your skin tone, we’re looking for vibrant and deep colors. No pastels, beiges greys, or anything like that. Do you notice what clothes feel like on your skin? Are their fabrics you avoid?”

“No, not really?”

“Hmm. Ok then, we’re just going to have