Sixteen

"You're sure I'm not underdressed, babe?" Katherine asked for the tenth time since she left Damien's house that evening, staring up at him with a pout on her face.

She had been worrying nonstop about looking too basic the entire day, and so far as Damien could count, she had already changed three times tonight; twice when he was already dressed and ready, waiting for her makeup artist to finish working on her face and fixing her hair, then the third time when they had driven a short distance from the house.

Something was wrong with the dress, so she had said and she had made him drive back to the house after pleading incessantly.

Though he was irritated and a bit annoyed, he had agreed, taking her back home and waiting for her to change.

The last time though, when she asked about her outfit again in his car, he had simply ignored her, to avoid saying something the both of them would regret.

Now, they stood outside his mother's large house, and she had just pressed the doorbell wh