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For the 98th time, Darren skipped our Luna crowning ceremony. He was too busy basking in the glory of his 999th battle victory at a party thrown by his childhood friend, Betty. The whole place was buzzing with excitement, with everyone nudging Darren to make his move and officially mark Betty. "Darren and Betty, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Time to make it official with a Luna crowning!" "Can't mark her? At least steal a kiss, dude!"

Have you ever considered joining the studio? Skylar: The what? Lindiwe: Studio is the school band. We sing contemporary music. Skylar: We, I did not know that you sing. Can you sing something for me? Lindiwe: I would swim forever in your light. If I, I could stay, the apple of your eye, yeah I would pray. No surprise when it's you and I. I could spend a decade based on lies. If I, I could. stay forever in your lies, yeah. I don't know why we've changed and I, I'm so sure I'm your flame.🎵.

When it was her turn, Skye stepped onto the small stage and held the mic with both hands. She looked out at the crowd. And began. “They told me survival was a lonely thing. But they were wrong. Survival is a chorus. A hand in the dark. A laugh at midnight. A letter in a cookie tin. They told me healing was a finish line. But they were wrong. Healing is a rhythm. A sunrise over broken ground. A mural in an attic. A name whispered into a mic. This house we built? It isn’t just walls. It’s a heartbeat.

Listen, aside from my exceptional bedroom skills, I do have another talent—fashion. When it comes to styling the perfect outfit or mastering a flawless makeup look, Skylar and Katie always rely on me. And naturally, I never disappoint. Hours later, we strut into our favorite club, greeted by blaring music and flashing neon lights. The bass booms so hard it feels like it’s vibrating in my bones. We weave through grinding couples, drunken girls twerking on tables, and far too many sweaty bodies. "I’ll get drinks!" Sky announces, winking before swaying her hips toward the bar.

And I thought I saw you out there crying And I thought I heard you call my name And I thought I heard you out there crying But are we all lost stars Trying to light up the dark? But are we all lost stars Trying to light up the dark?

Kalil It was Saturday morning and I hadn’t spoken to or seen Mak since she left the club on Wednesday. She wouldn’t answer my calls or texts on Thursday and yesterday, she sent me the lyrics to a song. She said it was by Jeremih. “If it looks this good, I wonder how it tastes; baby if I touch your body, would you scream my name; would you whisper to me it’s yours; girl you smell so gentle and pure, you control my senses.”

He was acting like we were all close and friendly. I corrected him and said, "Nana is my nickname. Only people close to me can call me that. You can just call me by my actual name." "Luna Montgomery!" His face turned red with anger at being put in his place in front of Jessie. Jessie maintained her frightened demeanor, causing Nathan to quickly return to comforting her.

she reduces the volume," sorry." I just smiled painfully and start taking in the lyrics. '......hunt you like a savage (savage). Turn this all to ashes (ashes)... The things that I imagine (imagine) Like taking my hands off the wheel and drive myself cra ey ey eyzy.." "Skylar grey," I state but Thea is too in grossed with swaying in her seat in tune with the seductive music playing through the speakers of my black SUV Mercedes. "You know her?" She asks astonished, stopping her movements.

I call out. I had chosen, Give me more, by Doja cat, Big Boy by SZA and finally Work Song by Hozier. Crazy three songs but I love them. Zane didn't know all the words in Doja Cat's music, but I knew and I kept singing, while he just hummed and grunt beside me, but not stopping. On the third music, I was so invested in the lyrics and since it was a slow song, Zane and I had found our bodies closer to the other.

NOW As I stepped unto the stairs of the club, I paused to take in a deep inhale of the fresh air that surrounded freely. I had always done that, always like I could just taste the crisp warmth of the summer. But even though I'd rather not hurt my nose during winter season, there was something about fresh air that I craved. My kimono weighed towards the ground as I closed the door behind me. Walking down the halls, the distinct voice of Lizzo sang fluently despite the loud cheers. 'why men great till they gotta be great Don't text me, tell it straight to my face' -