Two days later...
I haven't seen him since that day and sometimes I think about him, what he's doing, what book he's reading, if he's thinking of me. I realize how silly this is, I mean I only just met the guy and we talked for a total of five minutes. There was just something about him that drew me to him. I can practically hear him calling my name Tessa, Tessa, Theresa!
"Tessa!" Right, back to the world without him but with Cecily. "Honestly Tessa what boy have you been dreaming about?"
"Boy? There is no boy, when has there ever been a boy?" Oh no how did she know? I didn't say a thing, no matter how much I wanted to. "Oh so there is a boy… eeek!"
"No Cecily there is no boy." "Fine, anyways speaking of boys, my brother flew in the other day and I want you to meet him."
"Cecily no you are not setting me up on another blind date, especially not with your brother." I will never and I mean never go on another blind date set up by Cecily, that night will forever hop aunt me in my dreams.
"Ew hell no, I just wanted you to meet him because you are both majoring in literature and all that boring crap!"
"Hey! It's not boring, it's actually quite fascinating and I would love to meet him just so you can listen to us talk about books the whole time."
"Great we'll meet for dinner tonight. Oh no we need to go shopping for an outfit… you're going to look gorgeous!"
Two hours and six shops later...
After trying on a million dresses, Cecily finally decided on one and took me back to her house to get ready. When she was finally finished and I was allowed to look in the mirror, the girl looking back at me was no longer me, I was unrecognizable.
The girl staring back at me was in a ankle length royal blue dress with a tight fitting bodice and a small flare that gave the illusion that my legs were miles long. Her long dark hair was lightly curled and hanging loosely over her shoulders, but the most remarkable part was the woman's cloudy blue-grey eyes. They looked truly breathtaking with the dress, almost matching the color with its vibrancy. "I'm truly speechless Cecily, I look beautiful." And I really did,but I didn't look like me.
After two hours of getting me ready, Cecily was ready and looking ten times better in only fifteen minutes. "Ok ready to meet my brother?" I was so nervous I couldn't do anything but nod. Cecily began the journey down the steps, surprising me with the ease in which she walks in her high heels. Sadly, I didn't have the same ease, and grace, so I was forced to look at my feet to make sure I wouldn't fall, but I guess that didn't help much because the next thing I know I've missed a step and am ready for the painful impact of the tile floor when I feel two hard objects catch me.
When I look up, I stare into beautiful blue eyes, and not just any eyes, but the eyes of the boy I have been fantasizing about for the last few days, and that's when I know that the two hard objects holding me are very muscular arms. WILLIAM HERONDALE IS HOLDING ME IN HIS ARMS! But the only thing I can say out loud is "What the hell are you doing here?"
