Luna Davis is a eccentric college students who loves animals, food and keeping a smile on others face. When she walks in a room, she is bound to turn heads and from the outside looking in, she looks like a she had everything she had ever wanted...
"So you said her skin was like chocolate." Uncle Ant quoted me. "Yes nigga, stop that, I know what your doing."
"What?" He shrugged. "I'm just saying, she must have really caught your eye, you went to the mall just to get an outfit for this party tonight." He said with a smirk.
"I just want to look good for this party." I lied and he knows it. "A party ... niece I haven't seen you go to a party since you was twelve."
I rolled my eyes. "Your being dramatic." I said as I took a lint roller and rolled it over my pants. I realized I was using a lint roller on pants with no lint on it. Fuck I'm nervous. Uncle Ant makes eye contact with me because he notices that I'm nervous and he smiled at me. "So she is special."
"Who is?" My mother said walking in my room. Uninvited I may add.
"Some shawty named Luna." Uncle ant poked fun at me. "What I tell you about calling girls, younger than 26, shawty, that's weird and awww my baby has a crush." She smiled at me.
I instantly get irritated by watching her gush over me. "Mom get out, I'm too grown for y'all to be treating me like a child." I shook my head at them. "Your 19." My mom spoke. "Grown." Uncle Anthony and I, say at the same time.
"What ever, if you want girl advice, I'm always here, bonita." My mom said as she leaves my room. "So what's the game plan for tonight." Uncle ant says to me as he tosses one of my boxing gloves in the air, like it's a ball.
"I hope you don't think your coming with." I laughed at this old man. "Why not, I want to party." He laughed. "Nah I'm asking about, the Luna chick. Your going to make a move?" His questioned overwhelmed me a bit. I haven't tried talking to a girl in over a year, let alone flirt with one. I've been keeping to myself and staying out the way. So why do I have the urge to impress this girl, to be seen by her.
"I'm just going to let what ever happens, happen." I shrug as if I didn't care, even though I do. I honestly don't know what I'm going to do.
*ping*
I looked at my phone and saw a message from Macy.
Mace: Go like my picture on IG, best friend.
I shook my head at that girl and went to her IG.
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My eyes popped out my head. My best friend looks great. She looks way better than me. Am I suppose to get dressed up more. I text her.
Me: is that what your wearing to the party?
Mace: yea duh, I'm the queen of the party.
Me: queen?
Mace: yes, Kevin is throwing the party, he's the star quarter back of our college, and he's my hot boyfriend. He's the king of the party and I'm his queen.
