Standing right next to Luke, his arm around her waist, was, you guessed it – Gina D’Angelo.
“Doesn’t he look great?” she said to the camera, looking sultry. I turned off the TV.
“What is it with those two?” I said, practically spitting at the TV. “Are they together or not? He kissed ME. And then he goes on TV with HER.” I pointed at the screen. I performed a karate kick at the TV, leaving only a few inches between my foot and where Gina’s image had appeared on the screen.
“Stella, chill. It’s probably just some publicity stunt,” said Daniel. I flopped on the couch.
“I don’t want to be caught up in any stunts. Does Luke like me or not? Is he with Gina or not?” I said, sinking into the cushions.
“The only way to find out is to ask him,” said Michelle. “Just be straight with him. Me or that hoe bag?” I looked at her skeptically.
“Well, I’ll use a different name but yeah. If I can gather up the courage,” I said.