I tried my best to act calm and not trip on the steps up to the stool, though on the inside I was freaking out. What if my family hates me for the house I was in or what if the hat can’t decide and I end up alone. That had never happened before, but in my nervousness it sounded perfectly reasonable. Calm down, I told myself, you're going to be fine. I heard the hall whispering behind me and knew they either recognized my last name as Cecelia's sister or they thought my hair was strange. Probably both.