I'm From Where? ( A naruto/wolfblood crossover Fanfic)

Chapter 2

A/N: I will try to use more British slang since Stoneybridge is supposed to be in the UK. However, since I am born and raised in America, I don't know much British slang. Please don't be too harsh. Sorry about the very long wait...

I'm sorry that i took so long... i didn't know that this story would get read at all... thank you guys for reading.. sorry it seems rushed at the end but its like 4am here so yh..

enjoy

-ninja

Luna's POV (day before her birthday)

"Luna, get up" a voice whispered in my ear.

"Five more minutes" I groaned.

"Up. Now."

"No"

"Luna" the voice turned serious

"Go away."

"Ok fine then, I guess you don't care about your letter?" the voice teased.

My eyes snapped open and flicker in realization.

Today was the day before my birthday. I get to read my letter today. Find out my past.

I sit up and look at who woke me up to tell me this, and I see Maddy smirking at me from my door.

"I thought so. By the way breakfast is ready and mum has your letter." She says and then heads down the stairs to the kitchen, leaving me to get dressed and stuff.

I quickly get dressed and presentable then run (literally) downstairs and into the kitchen, where I know my family is.

I was running so fast that I almost crash right into the table.

Almost.

I stop myself beforehand and sit in an empty chair while Maddy and Rhydian are trying not to laugh. I know that they are not meaning for me to see this, but I so anyway.

I glare at them slightly, but it was enough for them to look away and stop laughing.

Once I sit down, mum sets a plate of breakfast, not consisting of pancakes or waffles, in front of me, while avoiding looking me in the eyes.

I pick at my food, not really wanting to eat, as I don't want to get fatter. However, as soon as I see Rhydian glancing worriedly at me, I start eating it.

I can always go for a run to burn it all off and then if that doesn't work I can throw it up.

Liking my plan, I try to eat like a normal person would, and they all calm down, as if they were all tense before.

After I am done, and they are still staring at me by the way, I look at mum and try to see if she can read my mind and give me my letter so I can go read it.

It doesn't work, sadly.

So I speak up, while they are still questionably silent.

"Mum, can I have my letter now?" I ask in a whisper, knowing full well that they can hear it.

She nods and gets the letter out of her pocket, which causes me to face palm.

Really, mum?

Anyway, when she got the letter out, I patiently wait until I can take it from her, as I do not want anyone to be even more out of character (sorry if it makes no sense).