Avery
Jase is helping me break free from my shell in ways I didn’t think were possible. I need to thank him for last night. After his little dare gave me the shove I needed, I talked to Mitch for over an hour at the small party. And since Jase got pretty drunk, Mitch even drove me home. I had to give myself a little pep talk, convincing myself that Mitch was a safer choice. That despite my growing feelings for Jase, his reputation and whatever’s still going on between him and Stacia means I need to spread my wings a little. Jase and I are just friends and that is for the best.
Except… part of me wonders if that’s just something I tell myself.
I exchanged contact info with Mitch and we may be going out next weekend. We’ll see if he calls me.
I dress casually in yoga pants and a fitte
