After Sarah got back home, she quickly took off her black cloak and stashed it away. If her parents caught a glimpse of it, they might remember who their daughter really was. But that was a big "might". Sarah was confident that her memory spell would hold, even if they saw Sarah dressed up in a Halloween witch costume. Regardless, it was good to keep it out of sight anyway. They might ask a lot of annoying questions about it. Goddess, her parents were so fucking obtrusive.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Pink, pink, and more pink. Ugh. She couldn't wait to get her plan over with. Then she could go back to dressing normally. Black lace dresses, corsets, fishnet gloves, the whole works. She smirked to herself, thinking back to the "good old days". But, of course, she wasn't pretending to be Sarah "the most popular, preppiest girl in school" just for kicks. She was doing it for a reason. And tonight, it would be the beginning of the end of her master plan, that had taken two whole years to implement.
Suddenly, a car honked outside her house, breaking her out of her thoughts. "Time to end this," she said, smirking into the mirror.
Then she left her house and joined Tiffany and Melissa in the car, and then it was off to the mall.
