Hailey’s POV
Mom’s face popped in my mind again, a reminder that I needed to not do anything to embarrass her on the day of her big announcement. I closed my eyes and slowly counted to ten, that old trick everyone says to use to calm down.
But it doesn’t actually work.
I spun around to face the three of them. It was taking everything in me to not punch them right in their stupid faces.
Jessica crossed her arms and smirked. I decided her smirk was a million times more irritating than Tyler’s.
“What, are you gonna punch me?” Jessica asked. Her friends giggled.
I looked down and realized my hand was still balled up into a fist. I unclenched it and smoothed down my dress. Instead of answering her, I turned to the mirror and checked my makeup.
“Excuse me, I asked you a question!” Jess
