Chapter 3: The School-Luna (PsychoWolf2020)

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I was talking to some boys that were in my class about a new project we had and no, they aren't my boyfriends if that was what you were thinking. They are just my friends. Anyway, Kenzi came over and told me that we had to get to class. My first session was homeroom and there was no way I could ditch that class since they take your attendance there. "Ugh," I whine. Why can't it be the end of school already? After homeroom is math and I wanted to ditch it, but Kenzi dragged me to the class, so I act dumb like I usually do. Kenzi and I have this class together. "Now, we will start simple. What is the square root of 256?" asked the math teacher. I raise my hand. He calls on me. "The answer is... a tree?" I know the real answer, it is just fun acting dumb. The math teacher slaps his head.

"Luna, what is 1 + 1?"

"Umm... 11, duh," I say so proudly the teacher believes I actually think 1+1 = 11.

My friend, Mark, who sits next to me, fist bumps me. Mark has black hair, light peach skin, and brown eyes. I see Kenzi roll her eyes playfully.

The teacher sighs and says he needs to go get water and leaves. Mark, Zack (my other friend who has dirty blonde hair, tan skin, and orange eyes), and I went out to ditch class. "Bye suckers," we all say to the rest of the class. We go out, laughing our heads off. When the bell rings, I have P.E. Yay! We are doing our basketball unit. Basketball was my favorite sport. I am the leader of the girl's basketball team and last year, we beat the boy's basketball team by 42-23. I ran to the P.E. room. This is one of the classes I actually LIKE in school. I go to my locker and get my P.E. clothes. I tie my hair in a high ponytail and go onto the court. We were split into teams. I don't mean to brag, but I know that everyone begs in their mind that they are on my team.

"Coach Jeff?" I asked, "Can I be on one team and everyone else on another team?"

"Uhhh, sure Luna," he replies

I smirk. This was going to be easy. I knew it was going to be too easy, so I gave them one free shoot. They missed. Of course, they missed. What is wrong with them? Once the game ended, it was 21-4. Dude, they seriously suck! I took a shower after the bell rang again and headed off to lunch. I sat at my usual table with Kenzi. We talked about stuff. After lunch, I had social studies. Ugh. Kenzi had P.E. I walked to class with Zack since Mark had science.

"Hey, can you come over after school? Mark is coming," Zack suddenly asked

"I am sorry, but I need to check on Kai," I say.

"Oh, it's okay, I understand."

Mark and Zack are the only people who know about Kai's Scarlett Flu, well, and Kenzi and Kai's doctor and me, oh and Ms. Layla. I would sometimes read Kai stories or give some snacks or just visit. We walk to the social studies room and see it empty. I look at my watch. "Oh, oof, we missed it." I had art next. I waved goodbye to Zack and went into the art room.

"Hello Mrs. Laine," I smile at her

"Luna! Hello!" says Mrs. Laine, "Alright class, today we will be painting. Find a picture of your favorite animal and use it as a base." We immediately get to work.

I found this beautiful picture on my phone of a wolf standing on a rock, howling at the moon with a galaxy background and I drew and painted it. After school, Zack and Mark really wanted me to go to the mall with them, so I agreed. When we arrived, I immediately ditched them and ran away. I didn't mean to, I swear. It just brought back sad memories because my mother and father used to always take me to that mall. I got back to the orphanage and started drawing a picture of dad, mom when she was pregnant, and me. I felt tears in my eyes and I soon started crying. I barely ever cry. The only other time was when mommy and daddy died. I wanted to go to the orphanage's gym or the basketball court, but I couldn't stop crying. I don't want people to see me like this. But then, Kenzi came in. Of course, she had to come in at that time.

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