oymg by amy fellner dominy

Author:amy fellner dominy
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: calibre
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

The theater lobby had been turned into something out of a fairy tale. There were thousands of tiny white lights glittering from every direction. They draped the walls and fell in strands from the ceiling, like falling snow. The people wandering around were just as glittery as the lights—lots of women in sequins and men with shiny, bald heads.

I’d borrowed a designer black dress from Megan, one that cost more than I made in a year of babysitting. It gathered at the shoulders with thick straps, and then fell in a straight line to my ankle on one side and my knee on the other. The material was so soft and sheer I felt like I was wearing pajamas. I’d clipped back the hair on either side of my face to show off a pair of diamond studs I’d borrowed from Mom. The finishing touch was a pair of black heels that hurt my feet but made my legs look hot, according to Megan.

Megan wore black silk pants and a long red cami with fake fur around the neck and lace around the hem. She’d timed her visit to the orthodontist so she could get red bands to match her outfit.

Her parents had gone off to schmooze, and we’d found a semiquiet corner of the lobby to people-watch. I hadn’t seen Devon and his family yet. I wasn’t sure I wanted to. I still felt edgy and nervous after this afternoon, and I could tell Megan was worried about me. She kept shooting me looks and picking at the red skeleton charm on her bracelet.

“I’m not going to make a scene and embarrass you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” I finally said.

“As if you could embarrass me.” She twirled around the skeleton head. It had an evil grin outlined in rhinestones that twinkled every time it caught the light. “I’m just worried about you.”

“I should have said something.”

“Like what?” Megan asked. We’d been through this once, after camp, but we’d only had a few minutes until my dad showed. Then Megan had to go get her nails done with her mom, and there hadn’t been any time to talk.

“I should have asked her what she meant.”

“And admit you were eavesdropping? Nice way to start an interview.”

“I couldn’t concentrate the whole time. I don’t even know what I said.”

“But she was nice, right?”

I nodded. “She worried I was feeling sick, so she did most of the talking.”

“See? That’s nice.”

“Yeah, but what she said on the phone wasn’t nice.”

“Which is why you and Devon need to have a serious heart-to-heart.” She jabbed the air with a French-manicured nail tipped in scarlet red. “Just not tonight.” She breathed in through her nose, like she was sniffing a batch of cookies. “Smell the air.”

I sniffed. “It smells like air.”

“It does not,” she retorted. “It smells like a garden. You know the theme for tonight? ‘Love is in the Air.’ How’s that for a romantic setting?”

“Megan—”

“Seriously,” she interrupted. “You like this guy. I know you do.

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