my iphone had dozens of photos of past sleepovers that looked exactly like it : a shot of my best friend , madeline , holding up a picture of a model with fringe bangs and asking if the look would flatter her heart-shaped face ; one of my other besties , charlotte , sucking in her cheeks to apply the new shade of blush she 'd bought at sephora ; one of my adoptive sister , laurel , snickering at a d-list celeb in us weekly ; and plenty of photos of me , sutton mercer , looking like the glamorous , powerful `` it girl '' i was .