20 - Natalya.

We head down the corridor toward Eva’s room, finding the door ajar. “Risky having her door open.” I push it open. “Get dressed. We’re going out,” I say as I walk into Eva’s room, with Azira and Adrianna following.

Eva looks confused. “Going out where?”

“Alexander has hired a minibus, and he’s invited us all to join him in town,” I say, shrugging. “As well as about ten other people.”

The look in Eva’s eyes is the same as my two other friends. She can’t understand why I’d go anywhere with that jerk, and I wish I didn’t have to keep the truth from them. “And you think it’s wise to accept an invitation from that nutcase?” she asks.

“We’re eighteen years old and stuck in this school twenty-four seven. I want out.”

I notice Eva’s eyes dart toward the two girls behind me. “Fine, give me time to dress, though.”

I shake my head. “Why do you think we’re here? To help you pick out your outfit and get ready.”

Eva’s throat bobs as she swallows. “Okay, I don’t have a lot of dresses with me, though.