Anna checked herself in the bedroom mirror.
Her round face was framed by tendrils of light, red hair. She had put blue beads on the end of each one, choosing a colour to match her shirt. It was her way of getting fancy before a night out.
Pressing her hands down on the white, wooden dresser, Anna leaned forward until she was almost nose to nose with her reflection. “Acceptable.” She wasn’t usually this fussy, but her mom was coming along tonight, and Sierin Elana could be a bit judgy.
She turned away from the mirror and yanked open the bedroom door, stepping out into the hallway, where she found Melissa waiting. The young woman was in a short, purple dress, looking immaculate with her black hair pulled back in a clip. “Is that what you’re wearing?”
Anna looked down at her blue jeans an
