LEILA'S POV
I was somewhat giddy as I sat in front of the mirror and began to weave my hair in a lot of intricate knots, then piled it artistically on top of my head. Back in my room, I resumed my seat in front of the mirror and stared at my phone and picked it up.
Now that the moment was here, I found myself having second thoughts. I considered calling Ned and telling him that I couldn't make it. I guess I felt as though I was leading him on. My feelings were all jumbled up but I was sure I did not like Ned in the romantic sense. I was sort of flattered by his attention, I enjoyed his company, and hell! I needed to go somewhere and hang out with someone that wasn't Ruelle. I was starving for company and he was offering it. With a sigh, I decided to go through with it and see where it l
