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L Una
L Una
L Una
L
una
I sat in my car, frozen,
as I stared at the large,
intimidating building
before me. Starting a new
school was already hard,
but starting in the middle
of the semester? That was
just plain torture. But, it
was the price I had agreed
to pay for my mother's
happiness. I still
remember the gleam in
her eyes when she had
told me that Mike had
purposed and the fear that
had replaced them when
she asked if I would move
to his home in _________. Oh
joy! I had thought
sarcastically. But I had put
on my best poker face and
told her I couldn't wait to
get out of our small litle
town, making the gleam
return to her eyes and
putting the bounce back
into her step, but,
secretly, I was saying
goodbye to my home, my
friends, and my very
essence...
"Luna," he murmered, a
hint of a smile touching his
lips. The smile left as soon
as it came and his eyes
returned to the present.
His eyes were guarded
again, but not as hard as
before.