I wrinkled my nose as black shiny hair swished across my face, tickling my nose and making me have to sneeze. Nudge squeezed my hand so hard I thought at least two fingers would break.
"Nudge," I gasped. "Loosen up your grip!"
"Oh, Max!" She exclaimed. "I want to have a dress like that! A and I want sparkly hairbows! And a fake diamond bracelet! Please! Max!"
Ok, I'll admit, I'm not exactly the most, let's say fashion adept. But even accounting for that, the dress was not something I'd ever wear. Or let Nudge wear.
"Nudge, sweetie, that dress is really tight. You wouldn't be able to move! And we can't afford all those accessories. I'm really sorry."
Her face fell.
"Max." she whined, but she could tell I wouldn't change my mind. "Can I at least take dance class with her?"
"Yeah, please Max!" Angel chimed in.
The three of us were on a girls' night out. The boys were home doing who knows what.
"No. We can't afford it!" I snapped.
Nudge's usually peaceful brown eyes flared with anger.
"You never let us do anything normal, Max! It's always too much money, or too dangerous! I hate it! Leaders are supposed to let their followers have a life!"
People were staring now.
"Now look what you've done" she yelled, gesturing around.
With that she stormed out of the concert hall. Angel and I raced after her.
When we reached the entrance we couldn't see her.
"Nudge!" We called but she didn't answer. She had disappeared into the night.