Chapter 10 - Shadows

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I looked at Luna across my desk and raised an eyebrow when she was glaring at me, “What?”

            “Why did Derek kiss you and not me?”

            “Wow,” I said, “You really care about this, don’t you?  You disagreed to the kiss, nimrod, if you want so badly to kiss him you should have said yes!  God, it’s a wonder you have a higher grade point average than I do.”

            “Humph,” she shrugged, “Okay, I’m over it.”

            “That was quick,” I mumbled.

            “How was the club?”

            I blinked, and scowled, “Oh, yeah, that.”

            “What happened?”

            “Shade and I were dancing, I walked away and Kam attacked him and the next thing I know, I’m in my house, in my bed, under the covers, like it was all some mystical creepy dream,” I sighed, “Maybe it was a dream and Kit went without me.”

            “You blacked out?” she gasped, “Like I did!”

            “Ooh,” I said, wiggling my fingers, “It’s all so… paranormal shit, ain’t it?”

            “I’m worried about you,” she said, “you swear way to much.”

            “I’m a hormonal teenager, it’s what I do!”

            She laughed, “I don’t swear.”

            “You’re fifteen, right?”

            “Yep,” she said.

            “And you have a seventeen year old boyfriend in college.”

            “Uh-huh.”

            “You wear that,” I pointed at her tight, but doesn’t give off slutty clothes.

            “Hm-hm.”

            “And you don’t swear?!”

            “Shocking,” she joked, giggling.

            “This is a whole new world here,” I said.

            “Do you say hell?”

            “H E double hocking sticks?” she asked me.

            “Oh, my God, this is a whole new case, this is just sad,” I said.

            “It’s a bad word.”

            “It’s in the bible,” I replied.

            “I’m very catholic,” she said.

            “That’s creepy catholic, Luna.”

            “No,” she said.

            “Yeah.”

            “Do I look creepy to you?”

            “More like hooker than rapist… so not that creepy.”

            “Ha ha, you are so funny!”

            I shrugged, “Just saying.”

            “Whatever, Blu,” she looked at me and shrugged, “There’s something you’re not telling me, Blu, what is it?”

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