I stared at my wardrobe, furrowing my eyebrows. I didn’t want to wear anything too formal; it was only Grayson’s family. These were the people I’ve known for a very long time. And I don’t want to look like I’m trying too hard, that would definitely give off the idea that I like Grayson, right? Taking a pair of jeans out of my closet, I quickly slipped into them, looking for a shirt that would look nice with it. I grabbed a red flannel shirt, one of many, and pulled it on over a black long sleeved shirt. Rolling up the sleeves, I walked over to my dresser and put on socks. Putting on my red low top Converse, I walked over to the mirror and frowned.
There is no way I’m wearing makeup, I would definitely look like I tried too hard, besides- I never wear it anyway. Natalie always wears it tho
