Avery's POV

"Give me a minute, please," Amelia said, causing me to pause for a second.

"A minute for what? You freaking left the bathroom after me! What do you need more time to do to?" I asked.

"Hey, I need to look good, okay? I'm not like you, who spend a minute to get ready. I'm more girly than you think," she said, causing me to laugh.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes before sitting on the bed, going through my phone. I saw that I haven't responded to Jameson's message yet.

"Okay, I'm done getting ready." She caught my attention.

"Finally," I said before getting to my feet. Stretching...