“Perfection,” Tori said, after they all agreed on Annie’s hair and makeup.
Annie looked at herself in the full body mirror on her closet door. She could barely recognize her old self. There was a time when she wouldn't be caught dead going out looking any other way, but lately all she wore were basketball shorts and oversized men’s t-shirts.
She could feel her heartbeat in her ears and throat; she was so nervous she felt like she was going to throw up.
“Wait, what about shoes?” said Lily who sat between Lucy and Tori on Annie’s bed.
“I don't think she'll need any,” Lucy said, looking directly at Annie, who just smiled back.
“O.K. I'm going,” Annie said. Somehow, Lucy made her feel like she could do it. She calmed her nerves as she
