Connor
I believed I was having a mini panic attack as I sat in my truck in the stadium parking. When Edward and I were giggling in the bathroom as he snipped away it all seemed like a good idea until I washed my face and barely recognized myself.
Then Edward suggested a slight hair cut and by the time he was done with that too, I looked years younger. It took him forever to pull me away from the mirror as I was stuck in a trance-like state.
I could barely put one leg in front of the other as I ran my hand over my jaw and my head. It was the first time in nearly a decade I felt the wind and actually understood what winter was. Clearly I had been overreacting when I felt a slight chill. Now I couldn't even move my neck without shivering.
It was all because of Edward. At first he had a great steady hand until I made fun of him for it then next thing I knew one side of my beard wasn't symmetrical to the other.
