Deep breaths. The blanket on my bed has been reduced to a crumpled mess in the grip of my hands. I know I should relax, but Cassie will be here to pick me up any minute, and I’m nowhere near ready. Although, as far as my outfit goes, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. Snug jeans and a flowy purple top. From what I remember, my hair is a darker blonde color, which I think should look good with the deep purple. I’ve brushed it out and pinned it up the best way I know how, pulling two pieces...
