"Okay," I whispered to the guard. My voice sounded like a tiny mouse. As soon as the heavy boots of the guard faded down the hallway, I turned to Ava. My hands were shaking so much I had to hide them in my skirt.
Ava! What am I going to do? I hissed. My eyes I h were wide with panic. "Is my dress bad? Look at my hair, is it messy? Everything about me is just a total mess! Do you think he is calling me to punish me for being late? Is he going to throw me in a dungeon?
Ava grabbed my wrists to make me stop moving. "Take a breath and calm down, Amanda. We will fix everything. Just breathe."
I took a big gulp of air, trying to stop my heart from jumping out of my chest. Ava started moving fast. She took a small brush and started applying makeup to my face, fixing the spots where I had cried
