Felicia suddenly snapped her fingers. "Oh! Athena...okay, listen. There's a party tomorrow night."
Athena blinked. "What party?"
Felicia groaned dramatically. "How do you not know anything happening in this school? Seriously, you're like… allergic to information."
"Felicia," Athena warned.
"Fine, fine." Felicia sat up, crossing her legs like she was about to deliver breaking news. "It's just a normal party. A big one, yeah, but nothing dramatic or traditional or anything. Just… the annual Gravecrest party everyone looks forward to."
Athena raised a brow. "Annual?"
"Yeah! The Phantom Four planned it months ago." Felicia wiggled her brows. "Which means everyone and their ancestors are preparing for it."
Athena rubbed her forehead. "Felicia, why are you telling me this?"
"Because you're going," Felicia said instantly.
Athena's whole body jerked. "No, I'm not."
