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pizza.

"It seriously looks painful." I argue.

"It's not, you're just a pussy." she fires back, though a small smile was tugging on her lips. The tattoo didn't take too long, and now we were finally in the pizza parlor just a few buildings down.

"I am not!" I whine.

"Fine then, let's see you get a tattoo." she folds her arms over her chest, smirking at me.

"Gladly." I fold my arms over my chest, mimicking her, "Only my mother would literally murder me."

"Fine then, get a piercing or something, dye your hair, I don't really care. Just do something. Honestly I'm getting bored just looking at you." she chuckled. I glared at her.

"Fine." I snap, getting a little upset. I didn't think I was boring looking, just normal I guess.

"Fine." she sasses back.

"Hello children." a cheery voice interrupts out staring, or more like glaring, contest. "What can I start you off with?"

"Uh, large pepperoni pizza and two cokes." I quickly reply. he woman nods, scribbling down the order.

"Half." Luna speaks up. I give her a questioning look, the waitress also gives her one. She lightly rolls her eyes, "Half pepperoni, half cheese." she tells her. "Please." she adds at the end.

"Of course." the woman smiles, "Is that going to be all?"

"Yea, I think so."

"Great, should be around fifteen minutes." she tells us, heading back to the kitchen.

"You don't like pepperoni?" I question.

"I don't like meat, period." she replies.

"Oh. So you are a vegetarian..." I say, thinking back to our earlier conversation about her only ever eating fruit.

She shrugs, "I mean, it's not like I'm obsessed with animals or anything because I honestly don't give a damn. I just don't really like the taste of meat, but I do eat bacon every now and then." she admits. "Or, I used to." she adds, her smile dropping.

"How cold you not like the taste of meat? Meat is amazing!" I throw my arms up. I just don't understand...

"I just don't, it's greasy and just-yuck."

"But bacon is okay? That's like the greasiest meat ever!"

"It's just-it's different." she says quietly as the waitress returns with our drinks. She sets down two straws and Luna quickly picks hers up, rips the top half open and bringing it to her lips, blowing the paper at me. It hit me right in the face and she giggles.

Giggles.

Luna fucking giggled and I feel like I am having a heart attack, she was just so fucking adorable. It made a huge smle stretch over my lips, "What was that?" I questioned, referring to her giggle.

"Your nose scrunched up when I blew that at you, you looked like a little kitten." she smiled.

I do the same with my straw, blowing it in her face. I guess I wasn't such a great shot, because instead of hitting her face, it hits her shoulder. She stares at the place it her shoulder.

"God you suck." she simply says, with the most serious expression.

I wasn't sure how to respond, she was so blunt, she was completely blank. I couldn't tell if she was being funny, or if she was honestly being serious. I just stared at her with a similar look.

She tore her eyes away from mine and began to study other parts of me, her eyes going up to my hair.

"Lilac." she stated. "You should dye your hair lilac."

"Lilac?" I scoffed.

"Yeah, it would suit you." she says, taking a sip of her coke.

"Not sure if my parents would go for that." I chuckle, no doubt I would do it. But only because she told me too. I would, if I could.

"God, go against your parents for once, it's your life, your choices, your hair. Do whatever the fuck you want. If they really get pissed you can always dye it back, no harm done."

"I guess." I say, not agreeing to dye my hair, just agreeing with her statement.

"So you'll do it? You'll dye your hair? We can go by the stuff when we are done here. You've obviously never died it before, but I can help you with that. We can go back to my house, my parents won't care" she says, all too fast.

"Um, I didn't say I wo-"

"Here it is kids." the waitress returns, with a big, hot pan of the most heavenly pizza ever. "Careful, it's still hot." she sets it down.

"Thank you." I give her a smile and she hurries away, probably to help another customer. "Ready to have the best pizza of your life?"

"Why yes, I've only waited my entire life to find the world's most spectacular pizza." she says sarcastically, taking a slice of the cheese. I wait and watch as she blows on it, cooling it off.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Just waiting for your mind to be blown."

She rolls her eyes and takes a bite, chewing for a moment.

"Well?" I stress after she swallowed.

"It's okay." she shrugs.

"Okay? Just okay?"

"Yes Michael, it's very okay pizza."

"Unbelievable." I mumble to myself.