"No, I don't." Although she had a few minutes ago. But now she was imagining herself dressed like Kyla. The thought of it being unflattering vanished from her mind. It looked so..comfortable.
She fidgeted a bit, her clothes suddenly feeling tight and confining.
The way Sarah kept looking at her made Kyla even more uncomfortable. "I have to get home," she said.
"I'll come with," Sarah said, following her.
Kyla started to pick up the pace, hoping Sarah would give up.
