The Sleepover From Hell pt.1

The Sleepover From Hell pt.1

I have done it. It's finally happened! I can't believe I stand before Stephanie Stevenson's house! Biting my lip, taking a deep breath, I press the doorbell to her house, readying for my first sleepover with the popular girls. Before the invite had arrived, I had thought I was just an outcast - a peculiar girl whom nobody liked - but it seemed I have been wrong. I hear some muffled giggles, before the door is promptly opened to the rosy face of Kate.
  'Oh, hello,' she says kindly, seeming pleased at my arrival, 'come in, Zoe.'
  'OK. T - Thank you.'
  I wander inside, shivering at the cold embrace of Stephanie's house. Something doesn't seem right - all is silent - and where could the others be? My question is answered almost instantaneously as three girls walk into sight.
  'Ah, Zoe,' says the first one. Her name is Becky, sporting an all-too-pleased smile, like she knew something I didn't, 'welcome.'
  Making a few awkward steps forward, I smile at the other two leering girls: Jasmine and Gretchen. They grin back at me, thrashing a mixture of excitement and anxiety inside me. Did they actually like me, or were they just leading me on? After a brief welcoming, I follow them up to Stephanie's bedroom, where I find another two girls: Stephanie herself, and her best friend, Roxanne. They give me wider smiles, ushering me to sit on their beds.
  'So, Zoe,' she says calmly, as she sits beside me on the bed, 'how's it going?'
  I'm not sure how to respond to a direct question like this without sounding strange, but just go with whatever my brain decides to tell me.
  'I - I'm good,' I reply, wiping some auburn hair from my eyes. Oddly, the six girls start to circle me, looking me up and down like sharks examining their next meal.
  After a minute or two of the same treatment, Kate lifts her hand aloft, giving a conclusive smile. The girls stop, nodding in turn. Does that mean anything good? I feel my cheeks fluster, watching as Kate speaks.
  'What is your cup size?' she asks, startling me. I attempt to say something against this request to no avail. I would happily go further than answering this question to be one of the populars.
  'Double D... why?'
  'No reason,' replies Roxanne, avoiding eye-contact.
  'And... weight?' says Kate again, biting her lip as she surveys me.
  'Eight stone,' I reply promptly.
  They once more nod in turn. I sure hope this is their way of accepting me.
  'Well,' says Stephanie, her smile widening, 'you seem all good and well so far. But we have one initiation task.'
  'A - And what would that be?' I ask, sweating in my seat. That answer would haunt me forever.