Lady Moonlight
He asked again as his hand snatched an apple on the table.
“No,” I replied, still focusing on my homework.
“Too bad. I would like to see them perform,” he said and then bit the apple. “Mom, is my suit for the homecoming ready?”
“You can take tomorrow morning, Sweetie,” answered Mom from the living room.
I stopped typing. Did I just hear it right? Nathan was going to the homecoming?
“What are you doing in my homecoming night?” I glared at him grimly.
“No, it’s my homecoming night,” Nathan emphasized. He looked upset when I didn’t budge at all. “I was a football a player in Ashborne High School, you fool! One of the star quarterbacks!”
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