Sophia looks like a simple and sweet girl on the outside, but on the inside she's a bit of a mess.
Donovan is a confident and observant guy who has never found any girl to be interesting until Sophia.
When she literally runs into him in the library...
After I let Donnie into my house, I told him he could have a seat in the living room and watch some tv while I took a quick shower to rid myself of the smell of vomit. He agreed and I scurried off to my room to get out of the uncomfortable tension I created.
Why did I tell him I've never had anyone over to my home before? He probably thinks I'm such a loser now, but he did pinky promise not to run away... I guess I trust him though, and if he says he won't leave then I'll try to stop freaking out over it.
In my room, I open my closet to grab some new clothes before walking to the bathroom. Pulling back the shower curtain, I turn on the cold water (Jesse thinks I'm crazy for liking cold showers) and take off my clothes. From the corner of my eye, I catch sight of my naked body in the mirror which causes a cringe to form on my face.
My eyes roam over every flaw and occasional small scar from the years would mama hurt me. There's a barely visible, kind of heart shaped, birthmark that lies a bit below my right breast and it's the only thing I've always liked about myself. That small mark reminds me that even when I don't love myself, at least someone else does. I usually believe it's Jesse who the mark represents and it makes me smile.
The water has been running for a bit and I hurriedly get inside so I'm not wasting anymore of it. I scrub my body with soap, washing away the gross feeling of today's events. I wash my hair with my peach scented shampoo thoroughly and afterwards I turn off the water. Reaching for the towel I left by the shower curtain to wrap it around myself, already the cool air surrounds me as I step out. I make sure to brush my teeth vigorously to get rid of the vomit taste then make my way back to my room to change.
I close the door of my bedroom in case there are any peeping toms around. Opening my closet when I decide I don't want to wear what I picked out earlier, I look at what I have. Do I dress fancy or casual for this dinner? Donnie is wearing black jeans and a jacket which is considered casual but he makes it look amazing so I need to match that confidence for tonight. Finally, I find something that I think will live up to the occasion.
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I feel comfortable but cute which in turn, makes me feel a bit more sure of myself than I did a minute ago. I hope Donnie will like it...
I brush my now damp hair and leave it down to dry in its natural waves. I avoid putting on shoes and just wear white socks before hurriedly going back to the living room where I hope my new friend is still waiting for me.
He probably heard my footsteps beforehand because when I turn the corner to walk into the living room, he's already smiling at me. I blush and advert my gaze to my small feet that feel cold from the cool tiles. I hear Donovan clear his throat expectedly making my eyes meet his. He chuckles and shakes his head but his eyes move to roam over my body. I begin to feel nervous from his intense look so I bite my lip and my hands play with the fabric of my pink skirt. Donnie returns to my face where he notices my discomfort and his expression changes to a soft smile.
