Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
As the clock ticked away, I sat impatiently on the couch, waiting for the doorbell to ring. I couldn't wait to see Caden ever since what happened last night. I couldn't even sleep properly, since I was waiting desperately for the sun to shine brightly upon my face, indicating it was almost time for me to see the guy of my dreams. This time, with no boundaries whatsoever.
I glimpsed down to observe what I was wearing. For now, I was satisfied in a navy blue, laced shirt and a white, waist-length skirt that reached up to about two inches above knees. I opted for a change, tying my for-once-curly hair into a loose ponytail. Apart from a bit of moisturizer, I refrained from putting on anything else on my face.
Ding dong!
Crap, Caden was here! The second I heard
