Finally, it was the last day of the school week. As I walked through the corridor, I turned way more heads than I had expected to. The different cliques whispering among themselves, likely contemplating what had led to my change. I couldn’t help but imagine how many of them were still whispering nasty remarks about me. The truth was that no matter what I did to make myself more like them, it would never be enough to stop the comments.
I headed into that dreadful room and was full of butterflies. I couldn’t help but think that Pip would dislike my new look. Something inside me forced me to need to please him. Even though I had no idea how to do that. I didn’t know nearly enough about him to know where to start.
All my doubts were blown away the second I walked into the room. His heat and
