Sofia
“Your lips look a little— off” Maria murmurs, gazing at my lips just as I buckle myself.
I flush, “I don't think so— maybe my lipstick faded because of food.” I giggle nervously under her scrutinizing gaze.
She seems to buy it. Relief washes over me as she turns her attention back to her phone.
I steal a glance at Carlos who smirks through the mirror but gets smacked by Belle.
I almost laughed.
“It's my turn. Move over” Belle says, standing at the door with her arms crossed.
“I can drive—
“Rule of long drives. We will take turns driving so don't f*****g get on my nerves, moonpie” Belle says, her voice crisp.
“Moonpie?” I ask, surprised that Carlos has such a nickname.
“Isn't that cute?” Belle says, grinning like a devil at Carlos.
“Just take over and shut up” Carlos mutter
