Jasmine's POV

Approximately half an hour later, Chad pulls up at the driveway and the doorbell rings. I've already managed to get into a presentable look: a short red gown that stops just above my knees and matching heels. I quickly tie my hair in a bun and apply the last bit of makeup, then I look at myself in the mirror one more time and confirm that I'm ready. I still feel a bit depressed over Nico, but if I want to at least make him believe that I was serious about what I said, then I ...