Faeya looked up at the cabin with a sigh. She didn't even want to come here, but Debra insisted after Dani told Faeya about it. She rejected the invitation so Dani might think she wasn't coming, but here she was. Standing outside of a huge cabin in the middle of nowhere. She stepped out and grabbed her suitcase from the other side of the backseat. Debra said "have fun, honey!" Faeya rolled her eyes and said "okay." 

She didn't trust Debra, nor did she trust John. They were both extremely nice and Faeya didn't trust "nice".

She walked over to the door, her suitcase rolling behind her. Faeya's heart was racing. [i]Maybe rejecting this made them not want me here[/i] she thought as she knocked on the door. She looked down at her dirty converses and her torn up skinny jeans, wondering if she wore the proper attire for this. She could've gone with whatever Debra wanted her in, a blue skirt and a white tank top, but she was not going to show that much skin. Not now, not ever.