Coming Out of the Deep
I barely had time to finish my sentence before a shower of pink and gold confetti rained down on me.
Staggering back, I blinked through the sparkly mess that had clung to my hair and lashes, and my bag slipped off my shoulder as I looked up to see an entire group of girls rushing toward me.
Olivia and Becca led the charge, both wearing matching crop tops and wide grins like they’d just found out I was the next queen of Silverglade.
“What is happening?” I asked, completely taken aback as they swarmed around me, squealing, hugging, and shoving glitter paper fans into my hands that read "Queen Energy," "Bad Boy Slayer," and "Heartbreaker Chic" in swirly font.
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