Chapter 14: Way Different
Riva couldn’t hear what her mom said from the kitchen. She’d been pacing the floor of her room for at least half an hour, and she’d discovered a floorboard noisy enough to drown out most of her nervous thoughts. She stopped moving, immediately tensing as images from the night before flooded into her mind. That weird mood between herself and Daisy—she’d been trying to make sense of it ever since.
Her mom shouted whatever it was again.
“What?” Riva called back. She opened her bedroom door and ran down the stairs. Daisy was picking her up any minute now, and she’d been ready forever, but she couldn’t help scrutinizing herself yet again in the mirror at the bottom of the staircase.
Right away, she started questioning her motives for doing that, as if she hadn’t be
