Chapter 1: Lord Jesus, It's a Fire

I was jamming to the music in my room. I was so caught up in dancing I didn't notice him looking at me through his window, eyes nearly popping from his head.

" Oh my God!" I screamed, trying to grab anything to hide my shame, which was my body in underwear. He noticed my discomfort and tried his hardest to make me feel better. There's nothing more embarrassing then getting caught dancing to Michael Jackson in your underwear.

" Well I like your taste in music," he stuttered. I quickly closed my blinds and threw myself onto my bed, screaming into my pillow. I guess I was making too much noise because:

" Sweetie, are you having sex in there?" asked Grandma.

" Noooo!" I trailed on. Why am I so awkward.