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Angelica.
    “I’d love to,” Angelica said. “I’ve been wanting to go to Atlantis, but I can’t tonight. My mom is coming in early tomorrow for the weekend, but I can go shopping.”
    “Wonderful!” Olivia clapped her hands excitedly. “I get to do what I do best, and dress two beautiful ladies.”
    Melody bit back a sarcastic remark for Angelica’s sake. Maybe she could eventually recruit the younger girl to help her convince Olivia to pursue a career in fashion, where she belonged.
    For now she would enjoy Olivia’s new cooking hobby because it meant she got to eat properly for the first time in ages. She would also overlook the whole surprise Atlantis thing, and look forward to shopping on a Friday afternoon like she and Olivia used to do in high school.

CHAPTER 4
     
    “I’d say that was a success.” Olivia stepped into their apartment, followed by a slightly weary Melody, and dropped her shopping bags on the couch.
    It was early evening that same Friday, and Melody, Olivia, and Angelica had just spent three hours at the Bellevue Mall shopping for new clothes. They had stopped for dinner in the mall restaurant before taking Angelica home and telling her if she needed a break from her mother over the weekend to give them a call and they’d rescue her.
    “Angelica’s a doll, isn’t she?” Olivia said, upending the bags on the couch and rooting through her purchases with a satisfied smile plastered to her face.
    “She really is,” Melody agreed. “I feel sort of bad that I never made more of an effort to be friends with her. I guess I always mistook her shyness for snobbishness, so I never really bothered.”
    Olivia nodded, pulling a short crimson dress from the pile and holding it up against herself. “Understandable,” she said, tossing the dress aside and pulling another from the pile. “When I first saw her today I thought the same thing, but then she gave me that sweet little smile and won me over. You didn’t mind that I invited her, did you? I know I sort of just took over.”
    Melody laughed softly as she joined Olivia in the centre of the living room and dumped out her own bag. “That, my dear, is something I’ve grown accustomed to after twenty years of friendship.” She bumped Olivia’s hip with her own, and Olivia stuck out her tongue. “I didn’t mind at all. I’m glad you did what I’ve failed to do over the past year.”
    Olivia waved a hand dismissively. “Stop feeling bad; we’ll make up for it now.” She picked up the crimson dress again and studied it. “I think I’ll wear this one tonight. Our outfits will compliment each other if you wear what I have planned for you.”
    Melody was almost afraid to ask. She hadn’t bought much that afternoon, but some of the things were way sexier than what she was used to. Olivia had talked her into them, though, and told her it was time to show some skin. “What do you have planned for me?”
    “Well…and don’t say no until you’ve heard me out…”
    That was never a good way to start a discussion, Melody thought.
    “I think you should wear that little black dress I altered for you a few days ago,” Olivia said.
    “No.” Melody was not wearing that thing. If she hadn’t spent so much on it, she would have burned it.
    “I knew you’d say that, but just hear me out. I know you probably think the dress is unlucky because of what happened the first time you wore it, but it’s a beautiful dress, and I made it super hot, so it’s almost like a new dress. You could wear it tonight, in celebration of having your best friend in the whole world as your new roommate…” She paused and smiled brightly, flashing her dimples and batting her eyelashes in a way that made Melody laugh despite herself. “ And to celebrate being single again. We’ll make some good memories for you in that dress.”
    Melody sighed. Why did Olivia always have to be right? And why did Melody always let her talk her into things? “I dunno…”