As the boys went up to the other side of the club, Becky, Ali, and Suzy huddled closer and began to gush about what they should wear for Coachella. Fashion statements were a thing for the said event and they all looked at me with a judging stare.
"What?" I asked them, a piece of chip inside my mouth.
"Lizzie, you seriously need a make-over. What happened with your sudden shift in taste?" Suzy noted with a crinkle of her nose. "When I first saw you as I visited your dorm with Becky, I really thought dang, this girl so hot and edgy she might as well get every man to bow down and lick her toenails."
"What Suzy is trying to say here Liz, you are very pretty and the clothes you wear should be as well." Ali rolled her eyes at Suzy. "Suzy you are such a bitch with words you know?"
