Adelina’s smile was friendly. “Hey, girl.”
I returned her smile, all bubbly inside, and dropped my bag to the floor before sitting beside her. Mine was apparently the only bag cheap enough for the floor. The others hung from small hooks on the table, their expensive bags kept neatly in place.
The other girls, the same ones with judgy stares, introduced themselves.
They no longer looked at me with distrust, as if Daphne had put in a good word for me. Like me, they all wore the Saint Vale uniform, though they each showed their own style with it.
I tried to memorize their names and faces.
There was Alessia. Her long, thick, wavy hair was parted down the middle and pulled into tight French braids, and a ballet slipper necklace hung around her neck.
Then there was Livia, a petite girl sporting white pearls and a black bob.
ThenSeraphina.
Enzo’s sister.
I struggled not to stare at her longer than the others. But my curiosity about her was so strong.
Studying her, I searched for the resemblances she had with Enzo.
She was definitely younger. Her black hair, the same color as his, was held back with a sparkly pink band. She wore no makeup on her smooth, flawless face. Diamond earrings sparkled in her ears. The same with the tennis bracelet clasped around her wrist.
She was the only one not wearing the school’s button-up. Instead, she wore a black polo.
I gnawed on my lower lip, grateful I hadn’t worn lipstick today or I would’ve smeared it. For a second, I wondered if these girls knew what Enzo was doing to me.
Do they know about the Fawns?
Daphne had said she hung out with Havens, so these must be them. According to her, they were protected from being a Fawn.
A server, dressed in a full tuxedo and white gloves, stopped by our table and handed us menus.
My stomach rumbled embarrassingly too loud as I read the options.
Lobster. Crab. Filets. Pastas.
There was even a page for vegans and vegetarians.
And here I was, eating stale bars and chips in the library when I could’ve been here.
The menu didn’t list any prices. For all I knew, a meal could range from ten dollars to hundreds. My stepfather could easily afford anything I ordered. That wasn’t the issue. I was just always careful about what I spent.
The others ordered their food first, and I went with a simple spaghetti.
A girl needed carbs to keep up with being tormented, right?
“Question,” I said when the server left.
All eyes shot to me.
“Do any of you have a car here by chance?”
They stared at me like Arisono had last night when I asked if we were going outside.
“Or does Uber come to campus?” I quickly added.
Livia leaned in closer. “Arisono banned Uber.”
