Nara's POV
I start walking to Mya's place. It's about fifteen minutes from where I am. Mya lives in a pretty two-story house with her mom and brother, Wolf. Her mother is a surgeon. When I reach there, I greet her mom, she's always so nice to me and asks me questions about my day,
"Mom, stop keeping my best friend! She's here for me, not you," Mya shouts upstairs. Mrs. Taylor smiles at me and tells me to go up. Her usually neat, big bedroom is a mess, with clothes scattered on the bed and shoes on the floor.
"Hi, bestie!" she shouts from her walk-in closet. I follow her in there, and she's raking all of her clothes.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for the dresses we'll wear tonight," she answer, glancing at me and gesturing me with the tilt of her head to start looking. She does a do
