Seven
The week flew by and it became Thursday in no time. Humming, I got ready for my day off. The nearby city was calling our name and I was ready for a girls’ day out.
With a big grin, I locked my room and knocked on Felicity’s door on the other side of the hall. I was practically giddy. As soon as I heard the rattle of the doorknob, I leaned against the side in an attempt to be playful and flirty. “Hello, hello.”
A girl with thick dreads shot me a confused look. “Hello… hello? Can I help you?”
My mouth went dry as I stared at the person who was definitely not Felicity. “Um… Who are you?”
“Who’s asking?” she countered.
“I’m Charlotte, that’s my room,” I said, gesturing back to my door. “Where’s Felicity?”
“Coming!” a familiar voice sounded from inside. Not a beat later, Felicity’s
