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Olivia didn’t, like, have an official theme for her 18th, but she’d told most of the girls that it was going to be all white.
The table clothes, the flowers, even her dad had to throw on the linen shirt usually reserved for Hastings street. There’s no way that Hannah didn’t know that it was going to be all white.
With the professional photographer in tow, and none of the St Ryan’s boys arriving until after they have finished their rugby fixtures, the highlight of the celebration was going to be the Facebook album – but of course, Hannah had to be different.
Debates rage over whether Hannah knew she was going to be the only one not wearing white, or she was genuinely kept out of the loop, but judging by how much she is enjoying the passive aggressive barbs being thrown around by Olivia and her inner-circle friends, it appears she may have planned this.
“Oh my God. Why didn’t you tell me it was all white” says Hannah.
“Oh my God. I’m so embarrassed”
“I wouldn’t have gone out and bought this two thousand dollar dark navy dress four hours ago with mum”
Olivia says like it’s not a big deal but it would be good if we could get a few photos without Hannah, like don’t tell her but we’ll do a few seperate ones without her knowing.
