Ms. Maya got her phone for me to use, and I searched Instagram and any social media I knew Adriana was on, but I couldn't find any of her pages. It's like she deleted her page or something. I gave her back the phone and told her not to worry. I'll go up and sleep over all my worries.
Ms. Maya was still worried for me, but there was nothing she could do to help me out at the moment. I headed to my room and took a bath. It was time to sleep anyway. I really needed that sleep badly.
A thought came to mind; I remembered the picture the makeup artist gave to me. It's in the jeans pocket I wore to the place. Now I have to look for my clothes. I ran to check downstairs. I was glad no one was there to see me. I couldn't find it. I was so worried. I need those clothes right this minute.
Just when I was about to head back to my room, I heard the old witch say, "What are you looking for?" I turned to answer with the fakest smile I could muster. "Nothing."
