That Wednesday night, I sat on the living room couch waiting for Duncan to return home from work. Although he's 17, I've had his child, and he needed to get a job, so now he's manager of a tattoo business.

And he always would call me on his way home from work, as he would get off at 8:00 and get home around 15 minutes later. It was now 8:23 and no word. I started to worry badly, since he hasn't called since early this morning on his way to work. He knows that I worry when im with the baby, Aluna Demeter Payne, and he hasnt called. I never want to be a widowed mother.

Tick, tock, tick, tock went the clock upon my wall. Aluna had been asleep for about an hour, and she doesnt take catnaps.

Then, I got a call. I ran over to the phone, wearing a long silk nightgown, and i picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hey." Came Jacki, my sister's voice on the other end.

"Oh, its you." I said a bit disappointed. "Have you seen Duncan?" I pressed.

"Yea, he's over here playing with Juno."

Juno is Jacki and Duncan's daughter. I breathed a huge sigh of releif. "Ok, good."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, i just started to worry because I havent gotten a call from him since this morning."

"Well, you've probably nearly had a heartattack, right?"

"Yeah."

"Here, I'll send him over there."

"Ok, thank you so much!"

"But I want him back tomorrow."

"Tehe, OK."

So then we hung up and i smiled a huge smile of releif. He was OK. But i still was gonna kick his ass for not calling.

I went over and sat on my bed in my room, and decided to dance. So, I opened a studded black case and pulled out a CD that said "Fave dance songs" and put it in the stereo system, waiting for it to play.

I love to dance. Although I do dance like a slut (pardon me, if you would like to actually know, go to the Kickassbjean and 7thgradegenius club and see the videos) I love dancing. Especially for Duncan, because he says I have a dancer's ass and that's what he loves.

Then, Pop, Lock and Drop It by Huey started playing, and i started dancing. Once it cane to the woman's part, I interlocked my hands above my head and swiveled to the right (Pop), then stood straight (Lock) and dropped down to the floor without moving my feet, rolling my butt on the way back up (Drop It). I did this routine for a while throughout the entire song, then once the song ended i was tired. I sat on my bed, thinking of what to play.

Then, I came up with it. Duncan's song being saught in the point of view of me. Toxic. Britney Spears.

I slipped in another CD into the stereo system and got up to start singing.

Baby can't you see?
I'm calling a guy like you
Should wear a warning
It's dangerous, I'm falling

There's no escape
I can't wait, I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You're dangerous, I'm loving it

Too high, can't come down
Losing my head
Spinning round and round
Do you feel me now?

With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic, I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic?
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic?

Then, the door opened and shut. I turned the stereo off and turned. "Duncan..."

"Hey babe." He looked at me romantically. Then. I ran and hugged him tightly.

"You had me worried sick! Why didn't you call?!" I buried my face in his shirt.

"Sorry, my cell broke." He said, releasing me from his neck. "You OK?"

"Yea, I just got worried."

"Well, I'm here now."

"Yay." I put one of my hands on his face and kissed him.

He dropped his jacket on the floor, closed him eyes, and kissed me. Then, he pulled away.

"You gonna call next t-"

He got a good grasp on my arms and pushed me up against the wall. He started wetly kissing my neck, letting me arch my neck so he could work his way down. I moaned as his tongue traveled along my neck and down. He put his hands on my chest to lock me against the wall, and his tongue traveled up from my neck into my mouth and deeper. I wondered to myself, Why didn'y I see this coming? Tehe.