Black Magic

Derek straightened his clothes and looked in the mirror with satisfaction. He rocked a sleek, tailored black blazer over a crisp white shirt, paired with dark jeans and stylish leather boots, making him look effortlessly cool and ready to turn heads at the party. 

"This is much better," he said happily, whistling in relief. He looked way more handsome than in his pizza delivery uniform.

"You got a thing for that girl?" Matt teased with a chuckle, eyeing Derek closely. "I've never seen you that nervous around a girl who looks like a nerd, even if she's pretty."

Propping his chin, Matt stared at Derek. "I know she's a Wang. I tried to go for her once, but she was too young and clearly not into guys like me."

Derek glanced over and flashed a quick smile. "If you're trying to hassle me 'cause of Ella, save it. I'm just taking it slow and natural with her."