I let out a long breath, looking over the decorations once more. The doors would be opening for the dance any moment, and it was either going to be well received, or, well, not.

“Come on,” Maddie prodded Sara, who was putting finishing touched on one of her signs. Sara just slapped Maddie away, nearly getting paint on her black dress.

“Girls, stop fighting,” I hissed as I separated them. They just sighed, looking away from each other with a roll of the eyes. Every once and awhile they got at each other’s throats. It would be over in a few hours, probably when the party started.

Turning away from...