Saturday night, I was freaking out. The Benefactors Ball was in a few hours, and even though everything was going perfectly fine, I was still thinking about the million things that could go wrong. Olympia, Zara and Mrs. Barton were helping me with my hair and makeup - the other girls in my dorm weren't staying at school for the weekend. Olympia did the sharpest and most accurate eyeliner I've ever seen in my life and she chose a blush and lipstick for me in warm shades very close to my skin. Zara painted my nails with a clear nail polish full of sparkles. Ms. Barton defined my curls one by one with her fingers so that my hair was voluminous and straight. Never in my life had I worn such an expensive dress and I had never been so dolled up. I was feeling pretty, I didn't know it was even po
