Connected- Part Eleven
By Black Sheep
(Lennon Mokely´s pov,)
Napolean: Cannot wait for you to know me. See you later.
I turn my phone off and stare at myself in the mirror. My hair pulled up in a ponytail, my black suit maching well with my blue tie. My black converses going well with the two. I walk out of the bathroom, my mom leans against the wall. ¨ How do I look?¨
She smiles, ¨very nice. Do you know where we are going?¨ She questions. My mom is wearing a flowy black dress and black heels, she never wears dresses. My brother wears a pale blue button up, sweater vest, and bow tie. ¨ The large community center, she nods.
¨ Are you two ready?¨ We both nod, she grabs her keys, and we climb into the car.
Lennon: We are on our way. Where are you at?
Napolean:I will be waiting for you by the bar.
Lennon: Okay. Be there soon.
My stomach is cleching itself tightly, my hands sweating, mouth dry, and breath hitching slightly. ¨ Are you nervous?¨ My mom asks, looking over at me. ¨Yes, a little.¨ My brother leans forward and takes my hand. ¨I believe in you.¨ He says, smiling up at me. I smile back, ¨Thank you.¨
We pull into the community center parking lot, I take a deep breath, and step out. My mom squeezes my hand, then falls back with my brother as I walk in.
Facing away from me sits a lone figure at the bar. He is tall, has short wavy brown hair, and bulging muscles. I know him, I stop feet away from him.
¨ Peter?¨ I ask as the figure turns around.
Author Notes: Hope you all enjoy
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