ARIA
I step back and take a look at my reflection in the mirror.
I look nice—I'm wearing a baby blue dress that ends just above my knees, and a pair of beige colored sandals. My hair is straight because I didn’t know what else to do with it, and I have done lipgloss on my lips because I don’t want to look overdone.
It’s supposed to be a casual dinner, anyway. I’m afraid of looking ridiculous.
Overall, I’m satisfied.
Uncle Barty honks his horn as I’m reaching for my cross-body bag, and I frown as I race toward the front door. I lock everything quickly and get in the car. “We’re like twenty minutes early!”
“Yeah, but we still have to drive there, remember? Or you know how to teleport?”
I roll my eyes when he isn’t looking. My uncle is so dramatic! I don’t think I’ve ever met a dra
