Bella paced around her bedroom impatiently as though that was what it would take to make the time go faster. It was just 2 P.M., and she had tried to keep busy all morning, but nothing was working. Her thoughts were fixed on Dan, and she couldn't wait for him to come.
She had spent most of her time thinking and blushing about her phone call with Dan earlier that morning.
The other times she had managed to occupy herself by making a portrait drawing of Kathleen and two of the Hippie, which she was now staring down at.
Perhaps she could express her feelings at the back and then hand it to him when he came? That would be less embarrassing than having to tell him in person. And it would give her something to do to pass the time. She thought as she sat down and decided to pen down her response to him.
