Once in my room, I opened the drawers, looking for my favorite new pants. They were by Les Touts Petits and were black stretch bootleg. They looked fabulous on me. Once I found them, I slipped them on and took off my night shirt and put on a fresh sports bra. I needed to find the perfect shirt--afterall, Hanson was sitting in my hosue. Suddenly I heard a knock at my door. My mind started to race and I yell "Yeah?" "Umm, can I come in?" I hear Taylor's voice. "Hold on a sec..." I say as I yank off the bra and throw on a skimpy baby blue speghetti strap. I stuff the bra under my bed and fling the door open to see Taylor's face. "Sorry to keep you waiting." I say. Smiling he says "That's okay. May I come in?" "Sure I say." and he walks in. "This is really nice" he says. My heart and mind are racing at equal speeds and I have absoluetly no idea what to say. I had been dreaming about this day for the past year and now it was coming true. I felt suddenly so scared and wanted to cry. I felt my eyes water and looked up to meet Taylor's blue eyes..... TO BE CONTINUED--SORRY-TOMORROW
