For a second my brain refused to accept it, Laura turned her head slowly, her eyes landed on me and fury flashed across her face so hard it looked like it might split her skin.
She didn’t just look angry to be specific, she looked offended like I had stolen something that belonged to her.
She took one step and then charged at me, and before I could move, her hand shot out and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back, pain exploded across my scalp.
I gasped, grabbing at her wrist. “Laura please , stop.” Her eyes were wild and her grip tightened unpinning my hair, “ Why are you wearing the same dress as me,” she hissed.
“ Let her go,” Emily shouted, but Laura was drowned in her rage and pulled my hair harder.
“I didn’t,” I choked out. “I didn’t choose it.”Laura didn’t care. She jerked my
