Katie's P. O. V.
Like I said earlier. It sucks. Waiting and waiting for the Lockwoods to come and Aaron Lockwood to grace my house with his presence is extremely painful and not fun at all. I am freaking waiting for them in my room, pulling my hair into a tight high ponytail; when the bell rings exactly at 7. I groan when my mum shouts from down. "I'll get it, sweetie. You take your time to get ready." "Cool mum," I yell back as I look at my reflection in the mirror and nod.
I'm wearing a white-pink striped top and a blue short with my cute beige gladiator sandals. I don't want to do something special, because Aaron Lockwood is not special. I can hear greetings, pleasantries and laughter exchange downstairs.
Giving myself a once over I sigh and walk out of the room. I descend the stairs
