It all started with one choice. Whether or not to accept a ride home. My answer choice was yes and that's how my maximum risk life started.
Luna was always a girl who had everything. Good parents, friends, and happy life. But everything she eve...
I put on the first dress that I find, since I I forgot to look for it and started on my homework. I fix my hair in a bun and choose black flats. I hurry downstairs and see my parents are ready and waiting impatiently.
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" Glad you chose to come, young lady."
" I told dad I would, mom."
" Let's start the dinner then. The new family is at the door and I'm sure he's a nice boy."
" Father, why did I have to choose something nice today? We only meet the new family. It's not like they are rich."
" We want to make a good impression and I hope you two will make good friends. Your mother wants you to have more than one."
" I can't wait."
My mother sighs and tries to ignore my sarcasm. She walks up to the door and opens it. She gasps, but manages to control her voice.
" Welcome. This dinner is to welcome you to this neighborhood."
" Thanks, miss Fire. My son and husband were impatient to meet your family."
" He seems nice. I'm sure my daughter and your son will be great friends."
They walk inside and when my father and I see who the family is, we try to contain our laughter. My mother notices and glares at us. We manage to stay calm and speak without laughing.
" Hi, my name is Luna."
" I'm Stefan. My daughter and wife were glad for this dinner."
I look at Damon and he simply smiles. At that moment, Carlo and his family enter. Carlo bursts out laughing and his family wonder what's wrong. He explains that Damon and he met at school and are already friends.
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" That's nice. Isn't it, my dear?"
" Yes. I'm sure Luna and he will be friends as well. Isn't it nice, Madison?"
" Yes. . . . . . . I'm sure my daughter and he have a lot in common."
We all head to the table and sit down. I sit in the seat between the to guys. Damon hands me a note from under the table and I manage to read it.
" This will be a interesting dinner."
I laugh and Carlo asks what's wrong. I show him the note and he joins in my laughter. We three are laughing, when the adults come with back with a handful of food. They ask what's so funny and we simply shake our heads.
" You three look like you are already friends. My son will not feel weird here. Thank you again for this dinner, miss Fire."
" Please, call me Madison, Mrs. Salvatore."
" Okay, Madison."
The dinner starts and after a while of a few minutes of eating, the conversation starts. The three of us avoid stepping in the conversation. I am thinking how my mom will handle Damon during the dinner, when he touches my shoulder.
