Ashely
I pulled up my skirt, glancing at the mirror once more before slowly retreating.
"It's not perfect. " I moaned, staring at my hair. I clicked my tongue and decided to pack it into a tight ponytail. I settled for lip-gloss, paying attention as I smacked my lips together.
In an instant, I remembered Leo's words and I touched the sides of my head.
Should I ask him about it?
I tucked in my buttoned-up pink shirt under my jeans skirt, rolling the shirt sleeves down to my elbows. A subtle frown swept across my lips as I recollected that Mason never called.
I touched the tips of my blonde ponytail. Why would he do this to me? Why did he say that he was interested in me and pull on my heart?
