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AS I FINISHED talking about JJ, I put the final touches on my hair, lifting my natural waves into a side part. Kie glanced at me in the mirror, and suddenly, Miss Carrera walked in, putting on her earrings.

Kie spoke up, her tone disgusted. "This is disgusting."

I turned around to face her in the mirror and wrapped my arms around her, laying my head on her shoulder. In response, she mirrored my gesture by exchanging smiles.

"I know. it's just horrible." her mother sighed. "I'm asking you to relax and go to a fun party."

Kie turned to her mother, making me follow suit. "I look like a bourgeoisie pig." she scoffed, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

I leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Kie, you do not. You look beautiful."

"Will you please not worry about socioconomic injustice for one night?" her mom sighed, frustration creeping into her tone.

I gently released Kie, turning to slide on my heels. Kie closed her eyes with a deep sigh, "Mom, people not three miles from here have no power, no running water, and we're going to Midsummers." Kie shrugged, emphasizing the absurdity of the situation.

I nodded in agreement, being one of those people without those things. "That's so tone-deaf." Kie added, her eyebrows furrowed in anger.

Her mom finally turned around, putting on her other gold hoop earring. "Honey, do you know how hard we had to work to get into the Island Club?" she mentioned, her voice laced with a hint of pride.

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