So, you may have noticed the attention isn't on some fifteen year old struggling with whatever nonsense kids are up to today. Hold on, forgot my lipstick, ah, there were go. Wait, where was I?

Oh, right, see, my name is Maybelline Fuller, accountant at day, mother at night, and beautiful all the time. You may be wondering why I, such a gorgeous woman is walking towards a high school that I barely managed to escape thanks to the love of my life pushing me through.

Well, naturally, to visit my own flesh and blood I helped nurture. My youngling is practically a top scholar, and just as mature and well-mannered as her humble mother.

And yet, even I occasionally worry about the things she's not telling me. After getting through security, admiring my usually professional and alluring clothing evoking power and wisdom, I can't wait to see if my daughter is doing well or struggling with immature adolescents envious of her behavior and status.

And while I'm not fond of her dating anyone from this neighborhood, it's imperative she has a coalition of peers worthy of being friends, or at least essential enough to share a group chat with if she wants to keep secrets from me.

Then again, she is a wallflower, I have nothing to worry about, it's not like she has some boyfriend she's been keeping secret from her own mother or something.

"So, the Club Fair concluded on one heck of a high note thanks to us," said Micah, wrapping his arms around June. "I'd say we'd make one heck of a team."

Her feet rose, startled, "Well of course it is, stop with your vague attempts at flirting."

She—she's!? Four walls built up to stop Maybelline's mind from cracking. "Juniper Fuller, what are you doing fraternizing with a man in the middle of the hallway? Shouldn't you be in class?"

June stuttered to say mom, forcing Micah to pinch her. "Shouldn't you be at work?"

"And you," pointing at him, "what are your intentions with my family member?"

"You're June's older sister?! Wow, I guess the beauty runs in the family," planting a kiss on her forehand. "The pleasure's all mine."

She got taken aback with a feeling of superiority. "Well, I'm still very beautiful for my age," posing like a model and getting the attention of other students, while an embarrassed June corrected him.

"Your mom? Huh, I wish I could ask you both out, you seem amazing."

June raised finger. "Hold up, excuse me?"

Maybelline Fuller let the compliment go to her head until regaining her thoughts. "Ahem, anyway mister, what are your intentions with my daughter?"

Oh, getting red while smiling. "Isn't it obvious."

They are? "June, don't tell me you're dating him? Is it just him? Do you have other men claiming to be infatuated with you but are secretly talking about your demise behind your back?"

"No? Mom are you projecting onto me? Wait your co-workers hate you?"

Micah shrugged. "It's their loss, your dad and your husband are the lucky ones if you ask me."

"Flattery will get you nowhere, young man." Huh, my husband says something similar. "What are you to my daughter anyway?"

"Good question," tilting his head, "June, care to answer," singsonging?

June's cheeks shrank into ovals trying to determine an answer.

"Spit it out young lady, I never raised you to be so secretive! Are you dating?"

"Alright, I'll admit it. Your daughter and I are just really good friends!"

"Oh that's a relief," viciously hugging June.

"For now," who's face could replicated with a sleeping cheshire cat having a happy dream.

Ms. Fuller's glare and grip grew tighter at them both.

"I told her that I want her to go out with me, and I'm just waiting to find out how she feels about me. See?"

You can't be serious? My girl? "Please, tell me your feelings for her aren't the same?"

"Well mom, I, uhh," leaving her mom fractured. I hadn't taught her about any of this.

"Well you're clearly not ready for this, so just reject him so he'll stop thinking you're leading him on?"

"Your sister, ah, mom's right. If you're not into me, say so already, I can take a hint."

"Well, I can't figure out my thoughts, and I," unable to look at him in the eye, "want to hurt you at all."

"Perfect," Maybelline cheered, raising her fists to the sky. "Rejection time, rejection time, hurry before he's gotta pay a fine!"

"Mom, wait, I don't want to date him for now."

She grinned. Great, she's got more time, and then when she graduates, she'll find someone much better once they realize how amazing she is.

"Oh, so you're rejecting me."

Maybelline nodded. "The right decision?"

"Well, that's the thing. If we were to date, we'd have to consider our hobbies, interests, compatibility," getting even more deep in thought. "Then there's finding time, allocating money to spend time together, college, marriage, but-"

Maybelline gasped while Micah mouth's widened. "You were thinking that much about me?"

"You're that serious about this?"

"Well no, not quite like that but-"

"Of course she is, my daughter always takes things seriously?"

"I know, I didn't know she got that side I love about her from you," shocking her.

"June "I'll give you all the time in the world to think it over. There should never be any pressure when it comes to love."

"If you want, I'll tell you my decision when I'm ready."

These kids, they're too mature for their age!

"So Mrs. Fuller, I hope you'll be rooting for us?"

"No way, the only love she needs is me!"

"Then I'll spread my love for her to the both of you," lightly hugging them both.

How is she, he, my daughter, this boy?! I? I!

"Oh, Micah, June, hi," Reiji waved, as Basile, Gira, and Olivia all approached them.

Two? Three? June has a plethora of men?

She collapsed in their arms.

"Mom, mom?!"

"Is she okay?" Micah rested her on the floor, giving her mouth to mouth and checking her pulse. "She's breathing. Hey, guys, role reversal, care to help us out?"

A plethora of admirers tried to bone rush them to help until Kamnika warned everyone she was spraying bug spray around, blasting it in the air to leave most of them to walk away

"Crap, she must have been in shock. Haven't seen this since we visited the myotonic goat. Two of you, grab her legs and arms," spotting a supply cart and commanding them to carry her.

"This is oddly familiar," Basile wondered.

"Beats being in a fire though, right," Reiji asked.

"Uh right," twitching and reflecting on his scars as they got Maybelline to the school nurse.