Saturday evening, around 3pm, Adria was still indecisive about what to wear.
She didn’t want to put on anything that would make her look too serious.
But she didn’t want to underdress either.
It would be really disrespectful to anyone she would go on a date with if she dressed in joggers and stay-at-home shirts.
Adria looked around her room.
It was the most scattered it had been in a while. Adria is an extremely organized girl.
She sighed as she sat down on the pile of clothes on the ground and picked her phone.
She didn’t want to tell Tiffany about the date until they met in school but it seemed like she had no choice.
She sighed and dialed her number.
“Hi girl,” Tiffany said immediately she picked the call.
“Were you on your phone?” Adria said with a laugh.
“I could stop the w
