Alvia's POV
“ Miley, I'm freaking out ” I squeal
“ Calm down babe, its not as terrible as you are making it look. What's the worst that could happen? ” Miley tries to calm me down
“ Alot, Miley. A f*****g lot. What if they don't like me? I'm not a wolf remember? They'll give me those judgy eyes, like I'm there to contaminate them. ”
“ Ugh, this is a huge mistake ” I continue lamenting
“ It's still Friday, you've got two days to panic as much as you want. ” Miley says in frustration
"A day and half " I correct her, not that it matters anyway.
I'm so gonna screw this up. There's no way it'll work out. I'll need a complete tutorial on how to greet, talk even breathe.
I feel my heart accelerating and my palms are already sweating
“ Sleep on it babe, we'll figure it out better
