Chapter 8. Self Portrait

“What? An online friend?” Scarlett couldn’t help herself. How silly of Bell to trust a stranger on the Internet, she thought.

“Shhhh, shut up.” Bell covered Scarlett’s mouth, “It’s not like that, okay? I’ve known him for a long time, and it’s not like I just agreed to meet a total stranger. I’m not that absurd, okay? We’ve even video chatted a few times. He seems chill to me. Totally legit.”

Bell dragged Scarlett out of bed. Scarlett didn’t want to get up and go out on this date with Bell’s online friend, but Bell had left her with no options. Scarlett pulled out a casual graphic T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts from a pile of clothes on the floor and put them on in a rush.

She sat on the bed for a while and looked at Bell rummaging through her closet to find her nicest dress– the one with the floral pattern– for her all-important date. Meanwhile, Scarlett yawned and walked into the bathroom.

Bell finally found it– the dress with the flowers. It was pink,