Samantha
*crack*
The pool balls make that satisfying sound as they are hit and fly all over the table. Without words, I make several shots one after the other, ignoring the stares. I chalk up the tip and shoot again.
“Wow, nice shots, Luna,” A familiar female voice says with a whistle.
I turned to a fit woman with curly blonde hair. She is wearing tight black pants and a white tank top that shows off her muscles. “Janis, right?” I say, and she nods.
She looks at the table, “You like pool?”
I shrugged. “I used to play it a lot with my best friend and our brothers.”
“Cool, mind if I join you?” She asks. “Helen is stuck at the hospital, so I have some time to kill.”
“Your mate, right?” I grin.
Janis nods, “Right. You are learning our names, Luna.”
“You can just call me Samantha,”
