As hours turned to days, it turned from days to weeks. Luna spent the whole summer doing nothing. She had avoided Aaron like the plague because she didn’t know how she was going to explain the last time they spoke. She didn’t know how to handle it all, she didn’t want to crash and burn on the first day of school.
“Luna, get ready. We are going back to school shopping.” Luna’s worst nightmare, then again after the recent doctor’s appointment she found out that she lost some weight, which was nice but her mom questioned how she was losing weight when she doesn’t do anything. Luna wanted to stay home and hope for the best but she knew that would be the dumbest thing she ever did. She got actually dressed out of her sweatpants and baggy shirt, she put on a different baggy shirt and a pair of pink plaid shorts that go down to her knees, they matched nicely in her eyes. She looked at Kennedy wearing her pink and black outfit, pink shirt with a pink and black skirt with her pink and black cheetah print fedora. Luna felt like she had to change because Kennedy looked better in the pink outfit than she did. She looked down at her shirt wishing she had a smaller shirt but Luna hated showing that much skin.
“Wow, you both chose pink today. Interesting.” Marc could hardly give a compliment, it was more like nice insults. She was waiting for Kennedy to say that she wanted me to change or something dumb like that. Kennedy turned around and saw me in my pink outfit and she gave me a hug as if she was about to have her picture taken. Luna was glad that she got to stay in her outfit because she would have gone back to wearing her sweatpants again and she wouldn’t care.
As they were in the car to the mall, everyone was talking about how Kennedy should be excited to be 2nd grade. No one is talking to her about how it’s exciting to be going into 7th grade, but then again there was nothing special about it. She knew what she needed to do when she went to school that year. She wanted to be with Oliver. She was ready to have him as a boyfriend, if he wanted her to be. She was ready to see him everyday. She wanted to hold his hand, she wanted to make him her official 1st boyfriend.
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