Lindsey POV
I braced myself as I stepped foot inside the door. The chattering however continued and my presence, for the most part, was ignored to my great relief as I stood there, staring dumbly at the scene in front of me. There must have been at least another thirty girls or more, standing in small groups, chattering amongst themselves, dressed in a variety of clothes, some clearly in secondhand clothing but others in much nicer clothing that definitely was of a much nicer status than an omega or servant. It was a bit perplexing and for a moment I stood still unsure of what to do. I had never been good in crowds and while there was a refreshment table in the back of the room, the rest of the room was made up of girls, who were mainly around my own age of seventeen or slightly older but
