"Sophia, don't say that, Isabella. She's from the countryside, so we definitely have to understand her, right?"
After saying that, I winked at my best friend, afraid that she would think I was on Isabella's side. After receiving my gaze, my best friend quickly reacted and pretended to be very apologetic.
"Eleanor, you're right. I didn't think it through. It's normal for him to have no aesthetic taste since he comes from the countryside. I want to learn from you and understand her."
Isabella, of course, knew there was sarcasm in our tone, so she suddenly looked up and stared at us with a fierce look.
I felt a chill on my back and turned around to meet her gaze. She was frightened by my action and quickly lowered her head again.
I just found her actions funny.
"Isabella, I suddenly remembered today that I shouldn't dye my hair beforehand."
Go ahead and I stopped looking at her expression, pulled my best friend and walked out the door.
As soon as I went out, my bestie couldn't wait to tell me.
"Eleanor, when you said you wouldn't dye your hair, Isabella's expression changed immediately. You know, Isabella is really something. Why does she have to imitate you?"