“Guess what the theme for tonight’s party is?” Alice asked me excitedly.

We were in our room getting ready for the day. I admired how Alice didn’t seem like she was getting sick of all the parties The Golden Hive put on.

I, on the other hand, was sick of dressing up and pretending like I enjoyed talking to the rich and mostly old men. But that was Alice’s forte, that was when she found out most of her information. ...