Natalya let out a delighted shriek and practically bowled Olga over giving her a bear hug. “You are the best! Ohmigod this is the best!”
“Loves you, too. But work. I have to.” Her mother gently pushed her away.
“Hey, um, Natalya.” Kamerynne had fallen out of the habit of trying to impress anyone, but now every neuron in her brain was firing, fixed on solving the problem of making this amazing luminous girl like her.
“Nat. My friends call me Nat.” She pushed her magenta bangs out of her eyes.
“We could go watch the director’s extended cut of Cthylla downstairs in the theatre if you want.”
Nat frowned and squinted as though she suspected Kamerynne of playing a prank. “What? There’s no director’s cut.”
“Oh yeah there is. It just isn’t out yet; they haven’t even told the trade mags becau
