26. The Vulture

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       When Liz asked Luna to be her wingwoman for the night, she expected she'd be given the task of gassing up her outfit, followed by demanding she twirls around while Liz Allan admired. Instead, she was sitting on Liz Allan's bed, watching as the girl did her makeup, attempting to casually throw in an appealing fact about her best friend without giving herself away.

      She didn't initially agree with the idea. It was a huge inconvenience to have Peter make his way to Liz Allan's house just so they could go together, and on top of that, Luna had to drag all her belongings to her house with her so the two could get ready together. But once Liz pulled her pouty face, Luna knew she couldn't not agree. It was the first girl Liz genuinely thought she had a chance with, and she'd hate herself if she wasn't able to help bring Liz closer to her happy ending.

      Luna's eyes trailed away from the girl doing her makeup as her phone lit up, a text message on the screen. A smile graced her lips as she unlocked her phone to reveal a selfie of her boyfriend and his aunt, the two grinning at the camera widely, a tie messily done around Peter's neck. Practice makes perfect was sent with it, and she couldn't help but snicker as she pictured the two fumbling with Peter's tie, probably following along a tutorial of some sort as they did so.

      "You guys are so cute." Luna looked up from her phone and to Liz, locking eyes with the girl through the mirror. She wore an amused smile as a look of shock came over Luna's expression. "I can tell you're texting Peter from the smile on your face," she clarified, Luna's face instantly heating. "Peter did the same thing during practices–smile at his phone, I mean."

      Luna couldn't help but smile at the new information. "Really?" She let out a breathy chuckle when Liz nodded, before shaking her head, ridding herself of the fuzzy feeling brought on by her boyfriend. They were on a strict schedule, what with Liz's dad agreeing to take them before going on his business trip, they could only spend so much time getting ready before he grew impatient with the girls. Not to mention both their dates should be arriving soon, and yet, Luna was still lounging in a baggie hoodie and tights. "The clock is ticking, and we've got hot dates arriving soon."

      Liz let out a laugh as Luna leaped off of her bed, tripping in the process, causing her to very ungracefully land on the floor. "You and Peter are so alike," she snickered, watching as Luna pushed herself off of the ground, her cheeks a new shade of red.

      As scheduled, the two teenagers arrived at Liz's on time, Luna watching as May's car pulled up to the front of the house. She could barely make out the three figures in the car, but by the way neither teen had stepped out yet, she could assume May was talking to them. A smile tugged at the girl's lips as Peter jogged his way around the car, holding out an arm to help lead Liz to the door, the girl looking extremely ungraceful in her heels.

      "They're here," Luna informed Liz Allan, who was still strapping on her shoes. "Peter's not all that good with people, so do you mind if I...?" She gestured to the door with a finger.

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