Lily's POV
I did it! I made it through the competition!!!
Julian's fireworks finally served their purpose. Leo and Daniel twisted the noisemakers open, and amid the shower of gold and silver confetti falling from the sky, there I was—dressed in a fleece jacket, standing tall.
I just hoped the neighbors wouldn't mistake the celebration for a terrifying shooting and call the police, because if the cops arrived and saw a shimmering, golden figure walking upright, they'd probably faint.
As the golden figure in question, I was being rescued by Emily's brothers, who were carefully lifting me by my hair to free me from the sticky mess of static-charged confetti that had adhered to me.
"See? Told you it'd be fine!" Julian patted me on the shoulder. "No one can mess with you."
No matter what,
