Clare's POV
"Alli, I really don't see the point in going to this thing tonight. My deadline's coming up and I have to get the next chapter to Lori. If I don't, then she'll drop my book and I'll be back to square one!" I whined into my phone as I dug in my closet for a dress for tonight. Some people looked forward to their 10 year class reunion, but I was not one of them.
"Clare, take a break. Lori isn't going to drop your book, and you know as well as I do you work best under pressure," she retorted.
"What about Willow?" I asked, glancing at my 10 year old; she was on my bed talking to one of her friends on the phone. I sighed, glancing at her again. Willow was the best thing that'd ever happened to me, but she looked too much like her father. Everything about her reminded me of him, from her emerald eyes down to that smile. I don't know why I missed Eli. He didn't love me, he'd loved Imogen.
"What about her? Your mom said she'd take her for the night, remember?" Alli added, sounding proud that she'd remembered. "Edwards, you'd better be ready to go when Dave and I pick you up. If not you're going to regret it," she said menacingly. I knew she meant it.
"I will be," I replied, finally deciding on a black dress I've only worn once or twice. Sliding it on, I felt around for a pair of flats, and a purse. Within 20 minutes I was dressed and ready to go.
"Be good for your grandmother, or no phone for a month," I said to Willow as Alli and I left my apartment.
"Yes, Mother dearest. I love you, Mother dearest. Goodbye, Mother dearest," was the response Willow gave me with a grin and an eye roll. Alli laughed and led the way to her small Volts Wagon where Dave was waiting.
"I swear, she gets more like him every day," I said, sliding into the backseat.
"It could be worse," Alli and Dave responded in unison. They looked at each other and shared a light laugh.
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