I OPEN one eye. Summer’s standing over my bed. “Time to get up.” “Why?” I pull the blankets over my head. “Because we have to be in the cafeteria in less than an hour for brunch.” I groan. “My stomach hurts.” “Come on.” Summer pulls the blankets down. “You only have one more day to get ready. Tomorrow’s the fashion show.” “Don’t remind me.” I pull the blankets back up. “Bea.” Summer sits down on my bed, and I scooch over to make room. “I know this is tough for you, but your dresses are awesome. They need to be seen.” I snort. Easy for her to say. She didn’t just betray the nicest boy in the world. “You can’t hide in here forever.” Summer pulls the covers off me. “Yes I can.” I pull the covers back up again. “Okay.” Summer picks my phone off my desk. “This calls for drastic measures.” She presses a button and throws the phone in my face. Before I know what’s happening, I see Ellie looking at me in FaceTime. “Bea?” She’s squinting into the phone.
