ARIA
DAY 2—INITIATION
"Are you sure you're not making the wrong choice?" Imogen inquired for the third time, her eyes following me around the room.
"What?" I spoke, my gaze fixated on the mirror.
I adjusted the number tag on the fitted black thermal top I wore. It was paired with black cargo pants, and I had on ankle-high insulated boots. All of these were from Imogen.
While clothes had been provided for the competition, I still came to Imogen's house. Partly because I wanted to get ready here and partly because I needed to see her before leaving. She was my friend after all. The only one I had in the pack besides Elias.
"Taking part in the competition with all that was said last night," she said.
I raised a brow, my eyes meeting hers in the mirror. "I thought about it all through the night. I still wish to go." I gave a half-shrug, putting my hair into a high ponytail.
