Luna

Luna [Ch. 5]

Luna: The Moon Goddess

Previously: "She is a guest. And she'll be staying with us for the time being," she told Travis. "Thanks for invited me to stay here but I have to refuse. I'm in a bit of a bind right now, and I don't want to get you or your grandson involved in my mess," I try to tell her again. But like before, she waved it off. "I'm sure we'll be fine. You need a place to stay and we've got an extra room," she stated simply. Suddenly I remember my motorcycle. I really need my motorcycle. "Well, why not wait until Travis gets home from school and he can take you to it, I'm sure he won't mind. He'll be home in a few hours," she suggest. I nod my head and sit on the couch, awaiting a few hours for Travis to return...

Chapter 5

Martha had told me that Travis goes to a school called Hilton High. I got a little tired of just sitting around in the house. When I was at the mansion, I was always in motion, whether I was on a mission, or training.

I told Martha that I was going to meet Travis at his school, just to speed the process. She gave me the directions to the school and a description of his car. "Do you have any tools I could borrow?" I asked her. She eyes be strangely.

"There's some in the garage in a red box," she told me.

I thanked her and headed to the garage. If Travis is the kind of guy I think he is, then I need to be go to such extreme measures. I found the red tool box and looked inside for a metal ranch. When I found one, I left the garage and headed toward Hilton High School. The walk was only thirty minutes.

When I got there, there were a lot of cars in the parking lot. The school was huge with maroon brick walls. The front entrance was covered with a huge porch and roof. I sauntered through the parking lot, twirling the ranch through my fingers. I whistled along as I looked for the blue Ford truck that Travis owns.

I came across one that fits the description Marsha gave me. Blue Ford with a black horizontal line stretching across the doors of the car. I casually walked to the hood of his truck and popped it open. I then began removing his car battery.

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Students began flooding out of the school as if the building was on fire. I was leaning against Travis' car when I noticed him walking towards it with a group of his friends, they four in total. As they grew closer, they noticed me against his car and stopped. "Well well well, who's this?" one of his friends asked him. He had jet black hair and bright green eyes, his skin was slightly pale but not ghostly...basically he was the opposite of Travis.

All the guys were looking me over, their eyes lingering along my waist line, which was the only skin on my body showing, beside a thin slit going down the front of my pants. "Just some chick my Grandma is housing," Travis answered his friend. The guys nodded their heads.

"She's hot," another guy spoke. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, his skin lightly tanned. All the other guys agreed and began talking about me as if I wasn't standing here.

I rolled my eyes and cleared my throat. Seriously, I don't have time for this. I need to get my motorcycle. Their heads snapped towards me. "I need a favor from you," I announce to Travis. He looked from his friends to me.