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I jerked away and smacked him in the arm. “Dick.” He laughed, and I rolled my eyes and stepped away from him. “Don’t be so full of yourself. I was just shocked is all. I didn’t really notice the other night.”
He waved a hand. “Eh, it’s fine. I’m just picking on you, anyway.”
My left brow rose. “Yeah, because I don’t get enough of that on a daily basis.”
“She has a point,” Luna said. “You should be nice to her.”
“She’s right. You should.” I crossed my arms over my chest and put my weight on my right leg while I tapped my left foot expectantly.
He shut the door and locked it before walking over and wrapping his arms around me. His body was warm, and his hug felt oddly comforting and safe. I did my best to ignore how good he smelled. He had gym today, so I knew he was fresh out of the shower within the last hour.
“I’m sorry, Tempe,” he said in an exaggerated tone. “I won’t pick on you for ogling my body anymore. It’s fine. Instead, you should come to the football game and then the afterparty with us. There will be lots of other guys for you to eye fuck. St. Andrews Prep will be playing against us, if you’re into that kind of thing.”
I laughed against his chest. “Me? Go to a party? Yeah, that sounds like agreatidea.” I pulled back. “I think not.”
“Oh, come on! You have to!” Luna said, pulling me away. “There’s always a big party after the first game every year, and all the home games after. Good drinks, pot, whatever it is you like. Plus, like he said, lots of hot people to eye fuck. Girls, guys, whatever you’re into.” She made an awkward and forced cough. “Asher.” She coughed again.
I shook my head and stepped back. “Oh, definitely not then.”
Justin stepped back and put his arms out as he shot Luna an incredulous look. “Seriously? Why’d you do that? She hates them. Now she definitely won’t wanna go.” He turned back to me. “Look, they’re on the football team, so they’re kind of guaranteed. However, they’re easily avoidable.”
I snorted. “Yeah… unless you’reme. Those boys hunt me down. It’s fucking annoying. I don’t understand how it’s possible to be attracted to someone you hate so much.”
“Okay, well St. Andrews attends, too. The afterparty ishuge. There will be guys from the other school you can talk to and hit on. Fresh meat! And they won’t have any reason to hate on you.”
“See?” Luna said with hope in her expression. “It won’t be so bad!Pleeease?”
I sighed. “Fine. I’ll go. But if Damian and Asher start fucking with me, if people start picking on me at all, I’m gone.”
They both cheered triumphantly, and Justin gave me a small smack on the ass. “Go. Get ready, and we’ll wait.”
“What the hell do I wear?” I ask. “It’s not like I dress for school functions.”
Luna’s full, nude-painted lips curved into a smile. Today, she had her tight, natural ringlets up in two poms with silver crescent moons pinned at the base of each. She also had a crescent moon stud in her nose. She wore a loose-fitting, short-cropped black hoodie with a white sports bra underneath. A pleated, black and white plaid miniskirt with black, large-diamond fishnets. And my favorite was the shiny black knee-high, chunky-heeled platform boots with rivets.
“I’ll look through your closet and find something. I’m sure you have plenty. Slutty, cute, or badass?” she asked.
“I vote slutty or cute,” Justin said. His face scrunched up a bit as his eyes narrowed. “Or badass. Honestly, Tempe, you can’t go wrong. Whatever you’ll feel most comfortable and confident in if you approach a guy or if a guy approaches you.”
“Were you just checking me out? I thought you were the respectful type who didn’t check girls out unless they hit on you?” I eyed him with amusement.
He smiled. “First of all, I didn’t look at you in any way Luna didn’t a second ago when she was trying to imagine what outfit to put you in. Secondly, did you not just ogle my body a few minutes ago?”
“I no longer wish to take part in this line of questioning,” I said as I started toward my room.
Justin and Luna laughed as they followed me, and I smiled. It felt good to be able to laugh with them and joke so openly. I wished my best friend Emma could meet them. They’d get along so nicely.
As promised, Luna went through my closet and found me the perfect outfit. She chose an expensive pair of black pleather pants and black, knee-high, two-inch, platform combat boots. Mine weren’t shiny like hers, so they matched my pants great.
She pulled a white hoodie out of my closet. “Oh, can Ipleasealter this? And by alter, I mean cut it up like mine?”
Hers was pretty cute.
“Sure, but I can’t pull off a sports bra. My boobs are too heavy.”
She waved a hand and lifted her hoodie up to show her sports bra. Her breasts were almost as large as mine, but they sat super high. “Wear a normal bra underneath. That’ll give you the support and the cleavage, but a plain sports bra just looks like a cropped tank top.”
I never wore sports bras except to sleep in when I stayed at a friend’s house or did yoga. I looked through my stuff, and I found a black one. “Okay. I honestly didn’t think I brought it, but I guess I did. Hack away!”