The evening sky was a warm color of pink. The warm breeze hit Amber's face as she stepped out of the car.
"This is it? The Midnight Sun?" she asked, squealing. She couldn't have been more excited.
"Yes, my darling," replied Ms. Mauvias. "We've been working very hard to rebuild the spa ever since those two brats wrecked it." She clenched her fists, and then let go. She knew she had to be kind hearted around Amber. She didn't want her thinking she was evil or anything.
"It's beautiful!" Amber exclaimed, running towards the gates, eager to get inside. Ms. Mauvias ran after her, careful not to slip in her brand new silver high heels.
"Not so fast, Amber," she said, stepping in front of her. "There's a code you must know this time to get in. And out. Only you and I will know it, that way nobody can just sneak in or try to escape."
Amber crinkled her eyebrows in confusion.
"Why would they need a code to get out?"
"Because, sweetie, there are some people in this world who... how shall I put this... don't like us. And they try to do things like, oh I don't know, set the spa on fire!" Her temper was coming, and she started to grit her teeth. She then forced herself to become calm again. "And we wouldn't want them to get away, now would we?"
"I guess not," said Amber, still staring at the spa. "So, like, when do I get to hang out with the Skelton Sisters?"
It seemed that was all she ever cared about, Ms. Mauvais thought. The Skelton Sisters this. The Skelton Sisters that. Why couldn't Amber just focus on the fact that she needed her! Now that Dr.L was gone, she couldn't do this on her own.
"You will get to see them. But not just yet," she said, faking a caring tone. She then slipped a piece of paper into her hand. It had the code on it. "Don't lose it," she said a little sternly.
"You got it!" Amber said. She put her hands on her hips, her Sock Roach charm bracelet jingling.
"Now just walk up to the gates, type in the code on the little do- hickey, and you'll be good to go."
Amber didn't have to be told twice. Together the two walked into the Midnight Sun, never looking back.
"You know, Amber, I'll be taking care of you and watching over you a lot now. It's almost like... I'm your mother."
There was a pause. But it was very short.
"I guess you're right!" said Amber. "Should I call you Mom?!" The expression on her face was telling Ms. Mauvias that she truly was over joyed to be living at the Midnight Sun.
"You could say that," she answered. She could tell this was the brginning of something fabulous.