Becoming Bethany Chapter Three
Lisa opened the car door for me. My purse tucked under one arm, I put a protective hand underneath my skirt to keep it smooth as I lowered myself to the car seat. As Britney Spears can tell you, getting in and out of a car can be an awkward moment for a girl. I placed my purse in my lap. The cute little double-buttoned cuffs of my three-quarter sleeved white blouse slid up towards my elbow as I reached back for the seat belt. I then pulled it across my newly developed chest as Lisa...