Mia's POV
The end of year awards night was coming up by the next weekend and the girls would have died from excitement if I had not been there to help them keep their excitement in check when it was necessary.
We were to go home in one car and as soon as they stepped in, they were talking about everything that had to do with the party.
They wanted specific jewelry, they wanted specific dresses and bags that were Louis Vuitton. Their excitement affected me too, despite the initial reluctance on my part. There was no way the girls were getting hyped up about something and I was just there, not sharing in their excitement.
I had been dubbed the boring one, the one who was usually a killer joy because I made it my life duty to remind them of the more important things we needed to do, of t
