My room was a disaster.

It looked like a tornado swept through and left nothing but destruction in its wake. I groaned for the umpteenth time and landed on the bed with a thud.

A quick look at time on my wristwatch told me it was already past four. I had less than four hours to prepare for my date with Jason.

Crap!

It was all that Betty's fault, in my haste I'd forgotten that I needed something different to wear for tonight.

I'd only gotten my usual wear and for the first time in ...