Betty's POV. 

I practically floated into the hostel room, bags rustling.

"BETTY!"Megan's shriek was instant. 

She launched herself at me before I'd even closed the door, eyes wide and gleaming with predatory curiosity.

"Oh my GOD, where have you been? What is all this? Did you rob a store? Are these designers? You have to tell me EVERYTHING."

I laughed, a little uncomfortable with her intensity, and started unpacking.

"I went shopping," I said simply.

"Shopping. Shopping. With WHO?" ...