Following the declaration of war by Seraphina and Rachel, because that was exactly what it felt like, the situation had somehow escalated further. Naturally, Cecilia and Rose had thrown their hats into the ring as well. Of course they had. The four of them spent the following days locked in a silent cold war, each ensuring the others did not get an unfair advantage.
The result? I technically did not have a date to the Sophomore Ball.
'I should not be worried, right?' I thought, adjusting my tie in the mirror. 'They probably have a plan. A terrifying, complex plan.'
A sharp knock at my door shattered that train of thought.
I finished the knot, checked my reflection one last time, and opened the door.
"Coming," I said, stepping into the hallway light.
Clara Lopez stood there, her hand raised to knock again. She froze.
