Luna's P.O.V
Its 2 in the morning. Im exhausted yet I, Luna Collins, cannot sleep. Surprise? Hah, no. Im 27 years old, yet im not the most mature. I stayed up until 1:30 watching Supernatural. Im in love with the characters. Especially Castiel Novak, or Jimmy Novak if you want to get all technical and crap.
Misha Collins. The actor of Castiel. Gosh.. He's gorgeous. They way he smiles, the way he laughs, i just cannot get enough of him. That's why I watch supernatural so often. I'm I guess what you could say.. obsessed? and a little immature.
I am laying in bed, just thinking about work. I have to go in three hours.. "Shit.." I mumble. I close my eyes and softly fall asleep, dreaming of Misha's lips on mine.
------ 5am -----
I wake up to the loud, obnoxious sound of the alarm clock beeping, as quick as i was to press snooze, I regretted it 5 minutes later when the beeping arrived again and I turned it off, getting up. Putting on a —who would guess?— Castiel shirt and some shorts, I walked to the bathroom. I quickly did my makeup, heavy eyeliner and dark lipstick. My hair was okay, so i just left it and walked outside.
I got in my car, and started it. I'm a tattoo artist. I don't get paid very much, but that is because I just started last year. Ever since I joined, everyone requests me, and enjoys my art. I get my own little room and everything. As i drive down the road, I turn on the music in my 1967 Chevy Impala . I paid a lot of money for this damn car, and yes it was supernatural inspired.
I arrive at work and check in, sitting in my small room I got once I joined. I work with some of the best tattoo artists. We have tattooed many famous people, including Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles. Or, 'Sam' and 'Dean'. Supernatural again.
It was just like any other morning, slow boring, tiring. Finally, a few hours later I had a client. I tattooed a rose on their collar bone and before i knew it, it was 1. Lunchtime for me.
I always walk to lunch, because gas isnt exactly cheap. As I walk to lunch, I sweat. Well it is Los Angeles, Luna. I thought. Of course its going to be hot! I laugh, as I'm not paying attention, of course I trip and fall, and a stranger comes to help me. But it really isn't a stranger.. its my.. "Dad?" I say, looking up.
I havent seen him since I was 5. Apparently I look like him. When I was 5, he left and took my older brother with him. I still have yet to meet my older brother, it upsets me.
As I zone back in to real life, i realize my dad has been talking this whole time. "Luna.. Wow.. You've grown up.. you've changed. Still havent gotten taller though.." He says.
I look up at him, slightly pissed. I haven't seen him in 22 years, yet he thinks he can pick on me. "You fucker.." I mumble under my breath.
"Hmm? " he asks.
"Oh, nothing" I reply. He nods, looking at me. Suddenly I become curious about my brother. Then I realize, my dads right here, I actually have a chance to ask him. "Dad, whyd you take my brother?" I look up at him upset.
He sighed, "Luna, I'm not sure.. but I am very sorry.. He left me as soon as he turned 18 though.. I highly doubt you remember him.."
I nodded. "I dont.. I want to get to know him though, meet him, finally have a protecter.
My father nodded. "Misha Collins. Thats his name."
I nodded, going wide eyed. "Dad can we talk later?"
He nodded and I gave him my phone number. This can't be true.. Maybe hes a different Misha.. I mean.. He can't be.. the Misha.. The one I'm in love with.
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A/N:
Sorry for the short chapter. This is just an introduction! Will update in two days!! Vote?!
