Diana's P. O. V
So date night didn't go quite as blissful as I had initially planned. Julian is a high class pervert, and am high on West, so high that I couldn't even kiss a hot guy without imagining his smug looking face.
My mom was glad that Julian brought me home on time, and space asked him to stay a while, but the guy refused her.
His rejection hurt mom, she found out the hard way that not all teenage boys are as receptive and sweet to parents the way West is. I bet she wished West was the one dropping me off at home.
Makela actually raised her head from her planning book to ask me how my date went.
Ever since my hospital experience, I've started to slowly warm up to her. Not completely, but I think we were both starting to get use to our company.
"It must have been a disaster for one of our hottest seniors to drop you home so early." Makela deadpanned.