"She invited me," Sydnee said in a tone laced with aloofness.
"I think you must have ulterior motives."
"Yeah. Many of us saw you dancing with Marquise of the Buckleys."
"Sydnee, is it this hard for you to admit that you are also a fame-whoring social climber? What century do you think this is? Why are you still pretending to be a so-called lady? Do you think you're a princess? That's so ridiculous."
Sydnee's face was still void of emotion. "Whatever you guys think. I still have things to go. I gotta go now."
"Wait!" Those girls crowded around her again, "Elsie, I'll give you one more chance. Join us and we could be friends, sharing weal and woe."
Elsie remained silent.
"Hey, say something!"
Seeing that they were about to start a fight, Emily walked over and handed Elsie her phone. "My brother wants to talk to you."
Everyone paused. They turned to the small girl who suddenly appeared and felt she was somewhat familiar.
"Hey. This is Elsie's sister!"
