Andria's POV
"Ok, ok, calm down, Ari—my gosh. I wanted us all to go shopping," she said with a wide smile.
"Shopping?" I asked, surprised, and then it hit me. "For the prom night?"
"Yes, part of it. But we need to restock dresses and jewellery. Don't you think so?" Becca added.
"I didn't say I was short of dresses or jewellery. So what?" I asked.
"You are Ari. I could count your dresses and jewellery," Becca replied.
"And who asked you for such an analysis? I never complained to you," I retorted.
"Hey, easy, Ari. We mean good. Let's go shopping and probably have some fun outside this school compound.
Everyone contesting is going shopping today, and the other students who aren't contesting but need to shop for dresses are coming too.
The school bus will take us there for added safety and bring us back. There's nothing to be scared of," Allison explained.
"I hear you," I replied.
