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When Kira woke the next morning, it took her a moment to remember Trevor’s invitation. She shook her head to herself as she brushed her teeth.
He was probably joking. Why on earth would he want to take someone like me to a party like that? I’d stick out like a sore thumb.
She dismissed the idea and hummed to herself as she brushed her long, dark hair, drawing it up into its usual ponytail. She blinked as she realized the song was ABBA’s ‘Mamma Mia.’
Huh. When was the last time I heard that?
She had grown up listening to ABBA, thanks to her mother, but it wasn’t exactly Kira’s usual style. She made an effort to push the song aside and focus on something else, only to find herself humming it again a few minutes later.
Weird. Maybe Rob was listening to it sometime recently? But he us
