SEDUCED BY MY ROOMMATES
I already knew what it was before I opened it.
The party invitation.
I hesitated for a long second, then tore it open. "You're cordially invited to Zoe Henderson's Elegant Evening Affair," it read, complete with lace patterns printed along the borders and a faint scent of roses. The note was personalized, too:
*Barbie, I hope you’ll come. It wouldn’t be the same without you.* I scoffed really hard.
Polite. Sweet. Manipulative. My stomach turned.
“Are you going?” Lucy asked, glancing over my shoulder. She had just rejoined school fully, and her presence by my side again was comforting. "She obviously wants a reaction from you"