I opted to wear a simple blouse and pants. I stared in the mirror at my reflection and made a face at how the change of clothes looked on me. It felt weird to wear clothes like this after spending four years in hoodies and baggy pants.
I looked like someone else.
My hair looked wild, and it was in a desperate need for a trim. I brushed it away and put it on a ponytail, feeling a little weird while doing so. I usually let down my hair to cover half of my face.
But today, everyone can see my face as clear as the day.
Why am I changing the way I look now? Was it because I didn't want to waste what I had bought, or was it because I wanted to look pretty in front of Nolan? I really hoped it wasn't the latter.
I sighed and shook my head in an attempt to push those thoughts away and took a
