"I look like a dork." Mikey whined.
"I think you look nice!" My mom gushes.
"Come on, Luke! Lemme see!" I smirk waiting for him.
"Names Hemmings, Luke Hemmings." he smirks as he walks out.
I felt my chin open agape. He looked really sophisticated and clean cut. And something about that made me feel a certain way I can't completely explain.
"Very spiffy." I manage to get out.
"Luke, you clean up nicely." My mom clasps her hands together and grins.
"You look very handsome." I nod.
"I'm glad you like." he smirks.
If only he really knew.
