CHAPTER 61

( Charlotte’s POV )

The worst part when going on a date is when you're in my situation. That situation when you're all cramped up with what you're going to wear because of a huge cast.

I will most likely look like a puffed-up person with so much gear attached to me. Nonetheless, I would rather look like a puffed-up person rather than a naked one.

I sigh, "Wow!" I say, shocked. "I look like shit!" I exclaim, not at all surprised at my attempt at putting myself together to look decent.

My grandmother told me this once, "If you look like shit, act like shit, and if those people insult you because you look like shit, make sure you treat them like shit." You could say I got my whole personality from that wicked woman. We were both sarcastic and short tempered although I am quite reserved…sometimes.

"Honeybunch, are you ready for our date?" Maddox yells, loudly knocking at my door. "I can help you put on that delicious red dress I bought for you!" He suggests.

I scrunch up my nose, hatin