Chloe’s Point of View
Maya and I are still curled up on my bed, just talking and music playing low in the background when Sky suddenly flops onto her back and groans dramatically.
“Okay, real question, what are we wearing tonight? Because I swear, if I see one more sparkly mini dress from Maya’s closet, I am going to throw it out the window.”
Maya gasps.
“How dare you? Sparkle is timeless.”
She says, flipping her hair.
“No... Sparkle is cold.”
Sky counters, flicking a nail.
“And I don't know if you just haven't realized it or what, but it’s freezing outside. I’m not trying to shiver for aesthetics.”
She says dryly, glancing at Maya.
I laugh, rolling onto my stomach and propping my chin on my hands as I look at her.
“You say that now, but we both know that you will still wea
