To Renna Rose Lancaster, Aadam Callahan was her first taste of magic-the boy who made her world feel livelier, brighter, like anything was possible. Together they crafted a bond that felt unbreakable-a universe where dreams were shared under starlit...
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I stood in front of my closet, staring at the clothes hanging in front of me. No matter how many deep breaths I took, my heart was doing that fluttery thing again, like a swarm of butterflies had decided to make a home in my chest.
I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. Okay, it wasn't like that, not a date date. It was just two friends meeting up. But still...
My fingers brushed over the soft material of the white ruffle top I had pulled out.
It was simple yet pretty, light and airy, the kind of top that always made me feel comfortable but still cute. The ruffles weren't too much, just enough to give it a delicate touch, almost like flower petals.
I slipped it on, the material soft against my skin. The top flowed down just past my waist, and I paired it with light beige culottes-loose, but not sloppy.
The outfit somehow whispered, I didn't overthink this... even though I had.
I took a step back and looked at myself in the mirror. My reflection stared back, and for a moment, I studied the girl in front of me like she was someone else.
I wonder if he's going to think I look... different? But I wanted to look... presentable.
I grabbed my small sling bag, the rich leather in a pale blush pink that matched my flats-cute and simple. I bit my lip, staring at the mirror again. This was ridiculous.
I couldn't stop thinking about how it was my first time going out with anyone like this.
My heart gave a little leap. I couldn't quite decide whether I was excited or nervous, but it felt like both at once.
He's your bestfriend Renna. You've known him forever, no need to make this a big deal.
But my body wasn't listening to my mind. I felt like my skin was tingling, and I had to stop and remind myself to breathe.
The idea of going out with him-just the two of us-felt different. I'd never done anything like this before. Ever.
Not even back home. I was always the one to stay home, to curl up in my room with a book or spend time with my parents. I wasn't the kind of girl who went out casually like this.
I checked the time. Still enough time to calm down and act like this wasn't a massive thing.
I reached for my brush, running it through my hair slowly, trying to focus on each strand to calm the whirlwind in my stomach. My hair fell in soft waves today-just how I liked it.
I leaned in closer to the mirror and adjusted the tiny rose gold necklace that hung around my neck.
It felt warm against my skin, and the delicate charm-a small, pink gemstone-glimmered faintly in the light.
