Luna, Jagger said, seizing the opportunity. I want you to meet Alexanders best friend.
Alexanders best friend? she asked, perking up. I dont believe weve met.
No, I think Id remember, Sebastian said, tonguetied.
She grew up on a different time schedule than we did. But now we are all finally the same, Jagger said. Luna, Sebastian might be interested in starting a Coffin Club here.
No hes not, Alexander said. He doesnt know what you are talking about.
Sebastian was lost in Lunas spell, even though she was somewhat intimidating.
Any friend of Alexanders is a friend of mine, right, Alexander? Luna flirted.
Lets hope so, Sebastian said.
Suddenly this party doesnt seem so insipid after all, she commented.
I tried to block Sebastian from Luna. I think Jameson needs our help in the kitchen.
Jameson can find someone else, Luna said, gazing at Sebastian. Its a party, the night is young, and Im out for blood. Would you like to dance, Sebastian? Luna asked.
Are you kidding? Sebastian looked as if he would have breathed in garlic if Luna had asked him.
So tell me what it was like growing up with Alexander, Luna said, leading him to the dance floor.
Jagger smiled a mischievous smile. Onyx, would you like to dance?
Onyx acted as if shed just been struck by Cupids bow. Of course, she said, and followed Jagger.
Alexanderwhat do we do?
How about we dance, too?
When we arrived on the dance floor, Alexander and I kept a watchful eye on the others. But after a few songs, we got distracted by our own connection.
This was the reason to have a party, Alexander said, kissing me. For us.
I was so lost in his eyes. Id gotten so sidetracked that I wasnt allowing myself to enjoy the very thing Id been dreaming about all my life: Alexander Sterling.
I still want to be like you, I said. I want to be with you. Forever.
Alexander pulled me into him and laid a dizzy-making kiss on my lipsso passionate and tender, my knees shook.
Luna bore a gaze that blazed through us.
Becky and Matt applauded, and we got a few whistles.
Alexander and I embraced, and Luna left the dance floor.
How about a slow one? Matt suggested. He fiddled with the sound system until he found a song he liked.
The four of us danced, joined by Dullsvillian student couples.
When the song was over, I was jolted out of our romantic entanglement.
The Pradabees were with the other Pradabees, and the soccer snobs were mixing it up with the cheerleaders. Trevor was flirting with Scarlet, and Onyx was hanging next to Jagger.
Wheres Sebastian? I asked.