Nya's POV

"I still think you should wear that outfit. You have a gorgeous body, I don't get why you won't show it off. I know I would if I were you." Lloyd eyes me hungrily and I roll my eyes, throwing a pillow at his face. He chuckles and tosses the pillow onto the ground, flopping onto my bed beside me.

We'd changed our plans slightly, and decided to hang out for a while beforehand, just me and Lloyd.

"But the clothes I picked are comfy, though!" I protest as I feel soft kisses on my neck. My stomach did backflips as Lloyd stayed silent, his lips still on my neck, "Mm...I know, but you'd look so much hotter with that dress on."

I whine, rolling over as I pin him down, before clambering onto him, straddling him, "Can we do something else? The party's not for a few hours, why fret now?"

Just as he leans up for a kiss, I jump off the bed, grabbing my water bottle, "Plus, who's party even is it anyway?"

"Jay Gordon's. His Dad's in Terra Technica with his Mom, so he has the house to himself for a few days. More than enough time to throw a party, am I right?"

"Heh...yeah."

I know who Jay Gordon is. He's in my Engineering and Mechanics class. Well, temporarily. He's part of some university program in which first-years get invited back to help out and mentor Seniors. Lloyd's on it too, but he's doing it for lacrosse; he's kind of known as a legend here. Though we never spoke much, Jay and I did tend to make eye contact and in all honesty, he seems like a very sweet guy.

He's popular because his father, Cliff Gordon, is a famous actor, loved by pretty much everyone, and his mother was the winner of several pageants, as well as Miss Realm 2019. And if you don't mind me saying, I think FSM clearly has favourites. Just saying.

Lloyd checks his phone, "That was Seliel. She's asking when we're planning on arriving." I shrug.

"Soon. I wanna show you something I made-"

"Nya, I don't...oh, how do I say this nicely...I don't have the same interest in mechanics like you do," Lloyd admits sheepishly, "I've told you before, that stuff bores me to death. And though I think it's really cool that you're making your own car, I honestly think you're better off buying one instead."

He kisses my cheek quickly and heads downstairs, "I'll pick you up later!" He calls as I hear the front door shut.