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bed.
    “Everything. You would know if you’d come to graduation like a normal person.”
    “What does graduation have to do with a messy room?”
    “Oh it was, like, totally crazy here yesterday. All the girls came over to get ready for the after party, which was awesome, but the next thing I know, everyone was trying on all those new pieces from my mom’s line and it just got kind of out of hand. You would have loved it. Or at least the old you would have.”
    Marigold took in the amazing couture pieces from Tabby’s mom’s clothing line. Her stomach twisted remembering how many times Tabby dressed her up in outrageous ensembles last year when their world revolved around finishing her costumes with an over-the-top hat or rhinestone vest or platform boots.
    “I mean, you would have died.” Tabby talked with her hands, emphasizing every other word as though it was the most important thing ever. None of it was. Not to Marigold at least. She stood listening, not knowing if she even wanted to stay. This was the reason she created distance; she no longer wanted to be apart of a life that revolved around parties and performances. She wanted a life that had more meaning … some substance. She was looking for depth but kept drowning.  Treading water alone was exhausting.
    “Anyways, we all got super slutty and the guys were seriously hard just from seeing us. It was nuts. Jay’s mom got us all a suite at their hotel and it was, like, perfection. You should have been there. It was better than junior homecoming.”
    “That’s a hard night to top.” Marigold remembered how that night she wore a dress that was little more than lingerie. Blue silk wrapped loose around her body and when she moved it looked like she was swimming, like she was a mermaid.
    When the limo drove them all to Chesapeake Bay, they skinny-dipped, champagne bottles in hand, crashing their smiles into the waves as if life couldn’t get any better. But it did get better, at least she had thought it did, everything became bigger and better, each week seeming to top the week before. One hundred thousand YouTube followers will do that to a girl.
    “Yeah, homecoming was good, I mean except for the fact your date was Gerald.” Tabby made a wrenching noise, and Marigold couldn’t hold back a smile at that.
    Gerald was the epitome of a douche bag, yet had somehow managed to date Marigold for a few months too long.
    “True.” Marigold stepped farther into the bedroom and sat crossed-legged in the center of the thick white-carpeted floor and began folding clothes. “I’m glad you guys had a good time, you’ve looked forward to this night forever.”
    “Yeah,” Tabby said plopping down next to her. “But it wasn’t the same without you. You totally should have been there, Goldie. It was like the one person who used to be center stage wasn’t there, but we all kept looking around for you, for the one who knew how to hold court. You just disappeared on us.”
    “I don’t want to rehash this anymore,” she told Tabby. “We’ve been over it.” Marigold never expected to leave the scene she created. But she did, it got out of hand, people got hurt.
    “I know, but you could have tried again, to come back.” Tabby’s voice was soft, and Marigold felt bad for the one millionth time for not being the person everyone wanted her to be.
    “No, Tabby, I couldn’t. To everyone at school, I was more than life itself, I can’t live up to those sorts of expectations. I don’t want to.” Her voice was raw, these jagged edges of their friendship too sharp. Tabby didn’t want to accept Marigold as anything besides the girl she used to know.
    The room fell silent, and Marigold matched a pair of socks, adding them to the pile on the floor, thankful to have something to do with her hands.
    “When do you leave?” Marigold asked gently.
    “In the morning, at like four.”
    “I can’t believe you’re going to Peru.”
    “You could have come too.”
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