Blair’s POV
I turned the knob of the main door of our house as I stepped out to meet Harry, who was leaning against his car. The gloomy weather of Saturday afternoon makes me want to stay at home, but that what old Blair would do and spend the weekends by reading romance novels or movies. I promised myself and my sister, Betty, that I would leave that old girl behind and be someone new. Someone who’s fun enough to be with, and someone worth choosing to be with. Harry is wearing a flannel checkered top underneath it, is a white shirt with a pair of faded jeans.His blonde hair was neatly combed back which makes me smile and realize that we have so much in common. Such as, being neat and we also have the same taste of genre when it comes to books. We basically like everything, except for one
