The Moon and Her Sun

Eleven: 'It was an emergency. A fashion one."

Luckily Carla doesnt live too far from my house, but the car ride feels forever. I dont know what is it about this car ride that makes it so long. Whether its the fact that she texted me because it was an emergency or its cause Ciro is with me.

I never gotten this type of text from her. Most of the time she would just say that it was a joke, but this time is sounded serious. I wondered what was going on with her. Heck who knows.

I try and calm down by reading an ebook on my phone called Zodiac. Its very interesting how the author, Romina Rusell, builds a society based on who they are. Like Cancerians would live in their own type of world. Literally no divergence at all in this book. Its just a lot of Sci-fi.

"What are you doing on your phone?" asked Ciro while driving.

"Trying to concentrate" I say Reading my book.

"At a time like this." He says trying to make eye contact with me.

Why does he care? I dont get it. He doesnt know Carla that well so why would he be worried.

"Reading just eases my mind helps me figure out about another worlds problems. In this case a Cancerian Worlds problem."

"What do you mean a Cancerian Worlds Problem?" Ciro is all of a sudden interested in the book that Im reading. Why was it that evrytime I said something weird it got a peoples attention.

"Well the problem is in the Zodiac world House Cancer has a new guardian named Rho and shes very young to be in control of a entire planet or house in her case. "I explain "So her problem is just getting used to the fact of her having to grow up and led her people is the problem."

"Yeah Ive never  been into reading Im like a more of a drawing type of guy. "Ciros says.

Why did I expect to have a deep conversation with him once I responded the way I did. Is it the fact that I just need someone as smart, if not, smarter than me? Or is it the fact I just have very high expectations and I just need to lower them? But is having high expectations really a bad thing though?

"Well maybe one day we can write a book. I mention Well Ill do the writing and you do the cover and stuff." I smile at him.

"Sounds like a plan." He says.

We finally get to Carlas house and when she does she tells the both of us to go upstairs to her room in a rush.

Once the three of us get up the stairs and enter Carlas room I see two dresses on her bed. One red, the other black. "Quick" Carlas says sounding in a rush "Theres a party a block away and I dont know what to wear."

"Really" Ciro says "You said this was an emergency."

"This is"Carla explains "Its a fashion one. Plus no one told you to come."

I decide to jump in before this gets any worse than it already is. "You had me sick. I was worried about you. "

I have no idea how to feel? Grateful because I got away from the awkward family dinner or mad because I actually liked talking to Regina and I had to get pulled out from getting to know Regina better.

"Sorry but come one red or black?" Carla asks as she hangs them by her head.

"Red" I look at the dresses very carefully then I change my mind. "No black."

"Wheres your bathroom?" Ciro asks.

I dont blame him being frustrated at Carla. After all it was an Emergency, A fashion one. I appreciate him coming with me. After all I didnt have to drive.

"Down the hall to your left plus close the door on your way out." Carla tells him.

Ciro takes a deep sigh and walks out of the room and closes the door right behind him. Carla then takes off her shirt and changes into her dress. As she does so she says "I didnt expect him to come. "

"Yeah well tonight was meet the parents night." I say.

"Oh and how did that go? "Carla asks.

"Good better than I had anticipated."

Carla then goes over to her mirror to put on some red lipstick. Once shes done she looks in the mirror and puts on some eyeshadow. "I never thought you would date a guy like Ciro. "

"Whats that supposed to mean." I sit on her bed waiting for her response curious to know what she has to say about my relationship with Ciro.

"What I mean is that I never wouldve seen you date a guy like him. After all, he does talk to a lot of people."

After all it was true with what Carla had to say about him. Once Ciro came to our school he got this certain attention from everyone. Sort of like the new kid on the block kind of thing. Everyone wanted to know what he was like.

Everyone but me at the time. I dont understand why people dont want to surround me like they surround him. I really dont care what people think after all.

After Carla is done putting on some eye shadow she looks at herself in the mirror one more time. She turns around to me and says "Im all done."

"Great can I go home now?"Once I had asked Carla the question. Ciro comes back to the room.

"Woah. You look different." Ciro says.

I wonder what he meant when he said woah. Maybe he was just shocked to see the different side of Carla. The prettier side.

"Yeah thanks. Can you convince your girlfriend to go to the party?" Carla asks him.

Ciro sits on the bed next to me. "Yeah Ill think it will be great if you go. Ill go if you want."

Oh decisions, decisions. Oh how much I love making decisions. What happened if I went to the party? And what would happen if I didnt go to the party?

Is Ciro just trying to get me tipsy? Or Is he trying to have a fun time with me? I finally decided on what I should do."Fine I guess Ill go then."

Carla and Ciro are all excited for going to the party except for me. Who knows maybe Ill have a great time and be a reckless teenager. Ciro brushes his hair a little bit better and Carla takes one last look at herself before we all go.

I just sit on the bed looking at the two as if they were two toddlers getting excited because they're going to Disneyland for the first time. I should say Im sort of excited for going to a party where I dont have any of my family there.

However, theres two things on my mind still that I wasnt sure about if I went to the party. One, will I go through the bases with Ciro? Two, who is going to be at this so-called party?

I guess I'll find out when we get there.