Arianna's POV ....
I looked at myself in the mirror. Callie had come to help me before she left for her training session. She had assured me that I looked beautiful but now that I was scrutinizing my appearance under a harsh lens, I found so many faults in what I was wearing.
I had opted for denim shorts, a cute white crop top, and a pair of white converse.
The outfit was simple but it was also flattering to my figure.
I looked at the clock and gasped. It was 12:00.
Right on time, a knock came at my door, and I squeaked.
He was here and I was crapping my pants. I wanted everything to go smoothly tonight. This was one of those once-in-a-lifetime types of things and I didn't want to mess it up.
I composed myself and pulled the door open.
Tim was standing with a bright smile on his face. He had a single white rose in his hand.
I pointed to the flower, "is that for me?"
