Bridget's POV
I glanced at Liz, giving her a sassy smirk.
Living with her till college seems nice, well at least for me.
She has no idea what she's getting into.
"Hello, I'm Louis and this is Harry."
"Helloo." Harry said.
"I'm Bridget, so nice to meet you!" I exclaimed.
"Erm, I'm Liz." Liz said.
I looked up and down at Liz, she was wearing torn up converse, boot-cut jeans, and an old-navy shirt.
Yikes.
I was wearing a ruffled white tank top with a pink cardigan over top with a matching pink, black & white plaid mini skirt, and mary janes.
My hair was long, at the bottom of my rib cage, straight, blonde, and topped off with a pink bow head band. I had bright blue eyes, with a bit of eyeliner & mascara on.
My smile brightened up the room, my perfect pearly whites would catch anyones attention.
Self Conceited?
No.
Confident?
Yes.
