Chapter 4: The Portrait
Zune
It’s Sunday and I’m sitting on my porch in a pair of blue jeans and a white three quarter shirt, waiting for my boyfriend to come pick me up. No, we are not going on any date. No, I’m not going to meet his mom either. I think I should raise the curtain from this little suspense. I’m going to Edwards’s place. Surprised? So am I. If a few weeks ago, someone would have told me that one day I’d be going to Mr. Arrogant’s house, I would have called him harebrained and