Isabella walked arm in arm with Nami towards their dorm as Jacob and Rus followed behind. “So are you happy you came?” Nami asked, with a grin.
Isabella nodded her head, “Yeah it was fun.”
“See I told you. Aren’t you glad you listen to me? I will never steer you wrong,” Nami bragged. “Now we just have to work on your wardrobe,” she added.
“What’s wrong with my wardrobe?” Isabella asked, feeling a bit insecure. If she was being honest, she really did want to dress like other girls, but she had no confidence in herself.
“Nothing, if you are going for the sick ghost girl. I understand your wanting to stay masked up and I respect that, but girl even Nuns have better outfits,” Nami said. Her voice laced with so much passion and indignation, that Isabella couldn’t help but laugh.
“Leave
