Dress shopping

WINTER POV

I saw the stupid grin plastered on Summer's face, and she tilted her upturned nose in the air as she neared.

The other girls with her might be her clones, I presumed. They had the same blonde hair, and I could see some weren't even natural. They had dyed it just to fit in.

Their make-up was perfect, and it was as if they had an exceptional stylist and make-up artist who attended to them. Their dress was overly short.

I noticed none of the pink plaid skirts they wore reached their knees.

I had seen girls like them in Lanes Academy, the school I attended in the Silver Moon Pack.

They tormented many people, especially if you weren't part of the popular crowds, and they were called the elite girls.

I guess they were not any different from Summer and her friends.

Summer snatched the book I had picked and tutted. "Look, if it isn't my Omega sister. Besides, why are you reading this kind of book? Do you still need to read books? I can't believe you are as dull as I imagined."

Summe