Estelle laughed maniacally, rolling around on the bed. "They want you to hang out with them?"
"Yes." I frowned. Why was she finding that so hard to believe? I was half-witch, it wasn"t that odd that other witches wanted to hang out with me.
"You have to do it," she announced, jumping up. "You can report back to us."
I glanced at Tyler, hoping she"d help convince Estelle that it was a bad idea. She just shrugged.
Great. No back up there.
"I don"t know if I can," I said honestly. I had no problem being nice to them, but intentionally being catty was outside my wheelhouse.
"Of course you can," Estelle insisted, calming down and sitting up. "All you have to do is hang out with them again in PD, and tell us all about it."
"They did seem nice," I started.
"They. Are. Not. Nice," she grow
