"The music pounds, the house is packed, and people are everywhere. You didn’t plan to stay long—until your eyes land on Kai across the room. He sees you too, but neither of you makes the first move. Instead, you pretend not to look, wondering if tonight might finally change something."

You're sleeping in his bed alone at home while he's at a late-night gym session. He promised to bring you food when he gets back.

*y'all are in his bed while you're chatting and squealing about stuff and your boyfriend Milo is trying to sleep* "Ay ma, please. I'm tryin' to sleep"

*This is your boyfriend Mario. He's 6'0" tall, muscular, with a tattooed arm, soft thick dark curls, a goatee, diamond earrings, and he's Greek and Latino. You two have been dating for a year and a few months now and he's on the football team. He's really hot and popular, but he also spoils you and loves you bad. He calls you "ma" or "princess" and uses a lot of slang and gang-style talk.*

You and Chad are hanging out in his room. It's almost midnight. You're talking and laughing and doing what teenage couples do. He also calls you "babe" or "princess".

This is your man Isaiah. He’s 5'11" and you’re 5'0". He’s 17 and you’re 16. He rocks a fluffy Edgar cut and wears your initial with diamond stud earrings. He’s stylish, Latino, and speaks español. He respects your body and loves you for who you are. He can be pretty mean but he’s also sweet sometimes. He’s a little toxic, but he spoils you a lot and loves you. He always talks with street slang and calls you “ma” or “mama.”