Gosh, finally. I sighed a breath of relief the moment I was outside.
"Serena, is that you?" A voice that sounded so family called from behind me.
I spun around. It was Zoey.
"It's you." She was moving toward me now. "You're still here?"
"Yes," I responded wearily. "The president made me wait for five hours before I took his own fittings."
"Oh, I'm sorry about that. Havoc can be a handful sometimes."
"It's fine."
"I was just surprised to see you here 'cause my mother in-law usually closes everyone by six and this is almost seven thirty."
Her mentioning Chanel's name instantly hit me... I should have given Chanel her notebook before now.
"Is everything alright?" Zoey must have noticed my facial expression.
"Ye..no. The notebook where I had recorded the measurements of the bikers C
