Evelyn's POV
Since this party is all Olivia’s been able to talk about since the dining hall, we decide to dress up. Wearing a floral romper and sandals, I push my thick curls into a bun. Olivia wears her brown hair down and has on a purple crop top and jean shorts.
We arrive dressed to the nines, and I can’t lie that my confidence is through the roof. Something about being new in a place like this, where no one knows your story, makes me feel like I can take on the whole damn world.
“Evelyn!” I hear a voice shout once we walk in. To my surprise, Ava’s running up to us. She wraps her arms around me, babbling about how she didn’t know I’d be here.
“Hey! I say, hugging her back. I had no idea we’d be at the same school. She never mentioned it. “This is my roommate, Olivia Nguyen! Olivia,
