10
ASHLEIGH
It was half past six when Gabriella knocked on my door and stuck her head in. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she asked, opening the door wide. “They’ll be here in thirty minutes.”
Glancing at myself in the mirror, I applied the last touches of my makeup and ran my fingers through my wavy, brown hair. Dressing sexy wasn’t on the agenda for the night, so I’d decided to wear a pair of jeans and a little yellow tank top.
“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, Gabby. We’re only talking tonight, so nothing is going to happen,” I replied, sighing.
Gabriella nodded and came in to sit on my bed. “All I can say is good luck. I think I’m kind of envious of you right now. It sucks because none of my brother’s friends ever ask me out. They’re afraid of pissing him off.”
“There’s always B
