Riley
Tristan said he would be picking me up at seven pm. It is currently 18:50 and I am still standing here in my underwear, staring at the few pieces of clothing I have. I am normally not worried about how I look, but I really want to knock Tristan's socks off, make him forget about the person he knew and only think about the person I am now. There is a knock on my door and I freeze, looking down at my watch to see that I still have five minutes left.
"Just wait a minute!" I shout and then turn back to my closet, ready to curl into a ball and cry at how unfair it is that I had to see stupid Hannah with her beautiful face and supermodel body. Now I feel like I need to look better to keep his attention and that is just ridiculous. Screw this. I wanted to knock Tristan off his feet. What
