Chapter Nine
Maisie
Eventually the party started to break up. I said my goodbyes and went to the restroom. I washed my hands and splashed water on my cheeks. I was still flushed. It made me feel ridiculous the way I was around Beck. I stared at myself in the mirror and wondered what he saw in me. My dark, crazy curls stuck out willy-nilly even though I’d pulled them back in a ponytail this morning. One errant curl hung loose on my cheek. My eyes were a little big and dark in my face, or so I thought. I looked at myself with a critical eye. I didn't think much about how I looked. It wasn't something I’d ever had much time to contemplate. Makeup wasn't my thing either. I saw wide brown eyes, dark lashes, and round cheeks. I'd always been a little bit round all over. Though they were in the
