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Abrea

Since Martial Law had been put into effect, I hadn't been able to go shopping. It would have been nice to buy a new dress and wear it to the dance, but I would be fine. At least we were having the dance. In Salem, for one night only, martial law didn't affect us.

I checked the time.

Troy would be by in two hours.

We were going to dinner first - at his house. Professor Pops had hired someone to cook for us. After that we would take a limo to the dance. Peter and Zoe planned to meet us there. When the dance was over, we'd been given special permission to take Professor Pops' boat out but not far and only until sunrise. Then we would be escorted off the water.

Overall it sounded like a blast and I was really looking forward to it.

"If I only had a dress," I said to my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

"I might be able to help with that."

I jumped, grabbing hold of the sink before spinning around. My best friend fluttered in. "Abrea," I gasped.

"Hey traitor." Her arms were crossed,
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