"I'm not giving you any look, Marley. I'm surprised. That's all."
"About my dress choice?"
"You're wearing one of Tristan's party dresses, so yeah. I'm surprised."
Tristan curled her right hand around the edge of their bathroom doorway, peeking around with her toothbrush in her mouth, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she managed to get out around her foaming toothpaste.
"It means that your style can be a little slu-" Kelly grunted when Sarah, from her place sitting next to her on the floor, elbowed her in the stomach.
The redhead gave her a harsh glare, "-fabulous" she sang, "Kelly said your style can be a little fabulous."
Marley curled her knees to her chest, her back against the wall of her bunk. Her hazel eyes flitted back and forth from the admittedly risky white two-piece set that Tristan offered for her to borrow for the party tonight.