"Hey, Lina, you're back!" Someone exclaimed across the road as Lina was about to step into the bake shop.
She spun on her heels and found a platinum blonde-haired girl with curly locks and round-rimmed glasses elegantly waving at her with a smile—another one of those synonymous smiles and greetings she had received all week since her arrival.
Lina recognized the girl across the street as Mya Reeds, one of the know-it-all primadonnas who had once bullied her in high school but had claimed redemption after her marriage into affluence and power, and now parading herself as an ideal role model and hostess of some pretentious championette society, who sponsored some charity events now and then.
Pushing a not-too-wide smile across her lips, Lina politely waved back and turned on her heels before Mya could decide to take her 'warm welcome' a notch higher by crossing over to her to exchange pleasantries.
