Nathan
“Olivia!” I called after her as I watched her storm off in her muddied and torn white dress. “Come on!”
Of course, Olivia didn’t stop or answer. She just kept going until she was out of sight, leaving me there to deal with the consequences of her temper.
She did look beautiful in her dress. I couldn’t deny that. When I first saw her in it, I felt attracted to her curves and her sexy body even though the dress was a little small.
It wasn’t entirely her fault that it ripped. I did try to be understanding, because it was a little too small on her and it was a delicate dress. But then for her to go on and not pay attention to where she was going, only to ruin it even more?
She was always a tomboy. I guessed that I just wished she could show some class as the “Luna,” whether it was
