Chapter 9

Hayley
You make a spur of the moment decision and then the next morning it hits you…like what have I done? I've already met with gran Helen again. We’ve gone over a plan of sorts. I'm to meet Xander later. Play it by ear and basically agree to whatever his proposal might be. Gran and I spoke about my family this morning and what I would say to them and we both agreed it would be best they think this marriage is real. How I'm supposed to convince them of that, I have no idea, especially after my anti social life-style these last few years. All of this is assuming Xander is even going to propose marriage! What if gran has it wrong and he has something completely different that he wants to talk to me about? That would be the biggest joke of all I think as I chuckle to myself like a lunatic.
I’ve been standing in front of my white built in cupboard for the past hour and getting more depressed by the minute. Nothing looks good on me! I feel like a whale. I don’t even know what to wear! I’m close to tears as I survey the mess I’ve made of my room. Zola is watching me from her place on the bed and Stella has made herself comfortable on a pile of my discarded clothes. I can’t even decide what to wear. This is bad. I am so out of my depth. It’s time for some reinforcements, I decide as I call one of my most social friends, Natasha. Unlike me she goes out all the time, she will definitely be able to help.