Paris made sure not a hair was out of place as that he lips sparkled a special shade of the palest pink imaginable. She was wearing her favorite silver jersey dress and some lace up converse sneakers that came up almost to her knees. She took a deep breath and knocked on his door. She was so nervous to be so close to him and not faint and give herself away that she almost took off down the corridor after she knocked, but she stayed put.

She hoped he noticed how pretty she looked, she would absolutely faint if he said she looked pretty.