Nora
I sat on the chair that was usually used as my study chair come clothes that weren’t ready to be washed but couldn’t go back into the cupboard chair. Chloe busily curled and hair-sprayed my hair, chatting non-stop while she did. I had never experienced this type of thing before. Girls at school had avoided me like the plague as they knew that being friends with me would make them a target for Jameson and Mason’s teasing and ridicule through association. Yes, I had been to numerous pack events and dressed up, but usually it was mum quickly helping me before getting herself ready. It wasn’t a planned day to hang out, eat snacks and chat while simultaneously getting ready. This was something I was not used to but thought I could definitely enjoy.
“So, what is your plan with Harry toni
