Chapter 9

Maya's P.O.V

Once our curfew was up, Ms. Wilson came by all of our rooms to check on us before wishing us goodnight. We both pretended to lie in our beds with our pajamas, telling her to turn off the light to make it seem like we were going to sleep.

As the door shuts, my eyes go wide open as Leah hops off her bed.

I had spent hours going over in my mind about my outfit choices, wondering if the night of freedom was worth the risk of being caught. As the goody-two-shoes I am, breaking the rules was a big no-no for me.

I knew people judged me for being the way I am, but it was nothing new. It bugged me at first, but Leah would tell me to ignore any opinions that didn't come from someone who cares about you. At this point, I've gotten used to the constant criticism and was now letting it roll off my shoulder. Not like I needed that negativity in my life anyways. As they say, misery loves company.

Digging through my suitcase to find something appropriate to wear, I mentally cursed at mys