After touring part of the house, I went back to my room to get ready for dinner. I did not know how many people would be at the packhouse for dinner I did not want to look like a slob, but I also wanted to be myself. I definitely was not going to pretend to be someone I am not. I decided on a pair of white jeans, with a blue cold shoulder top. I let my hair flow as its’ usual self, but I did put a small clip in back keeping the front of my hair out of my face, I did not want it going in my food while I ate. I decided to go ahead and head down, if I was early, I would help them out. When I walked out of my door there was someone coming out of Mavericks room. I did not make a sound I did not want whoever it was seeing me. The floor creaked where I stood, well that did not work. As the lean t
