The spring air was warm, but a stiff wind was blowing across the hood of my car.

I put the plastic bag on the passenger seat and turned to face my oldest friend.

“If Ethan sees you dressed like that in front of his new friends, he’s going to be absolutely livid,” Margaret said.

“I want to meet her without my name changing how she acts,” I said.

Margaret folded her arms and leaned against the passenger door.

“Vanessa’s going to humiliate you.