La Luna | JJ Maybank

Nine

Kiara led her still trembling friend inside the Wreck. She wasn't sure Luna would want anyone else seeing her in such a vulnerable state, but honestly Kiara didn't care. She knew it was better to get her inside and happy again as soon as possible rather than spend time trying to hide her from the boys. So, she helped her inside and sat her on the counter top. Luna allowed her to wipe her face with tissues and brush her hair down with a small comb, also gratefully accepting the water bottle that was handed her way.

The three teen boys hadn't really noticed what was going on at first, still throwing fries at each other and giggling. It was Pope who had suddenly hushed them and pointed in confusion at where they could see Kiara stood between some random girl's legs, seemingly cleaning said girl's face. He pulled a 'what's happening' face at John B and JJ, who shared a confused look themselves and shrugged. So, Pope walked over to Kiara.

"Everything good?" He called out to her, causing both Kie and the girl to turn in his direction. It was then he realized who it was. "Luna?"

"Why is everyone always so shocked to see me?" The brunette groaned, frowning. He looked to Kiara in hopes of some sort of answer as to what she was doing here, but Kie just smirked. "I want one day for someone to see me and shout 'Lu!' and then be really happy because I appeared out of the blue."

Pope laughed nervously. He could see her bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks which could only mean one thing, but she seemed happy enough right now.

"Pope can you take Luna to sit over there with you, I got to go ask my dad if she can stay overnight. Try to keep her happy okay?" Kiara demanded before disappearing through into the kitchens, leaving Pope with the frowning brunette.

"Uh yeah sure. Hi Luna...want some fries?"

Luna's frown suddenly flipped, revealing a mischievous smirk. "My legs hurt...will you carry me?"

"Your legs?! Woah what happened?" Sure enough her legs were covered in scratches and slowly forming bruises and mud.

She leant towards him, giggling slightly. "My bike pushed me over." She whispered.

"Are you drunk?"

Leaning back to her original position she huffed. "God you ask too many questions."

"Okay fine, here." He turned around so she could hop onto his back. She was actually pretty light, which took the boy a little by surprise and caused him to stumble forward slightly. Pope heard her squeal and laugh.

"To the fries!" The brunette announced, holding a hand in the air. Of course, they reached the table in just seconds so the journey was very short-lived. The ecstatic grin that spread over the girl's face as she hopped down informed him, however, that she had fun.

"Luna? What are you doing here? It's like ten or something." The deep voice of John B spoke up this time.

"You're all so boring ugh!" The teen exclaimed and lay down on the table surface, meaning her head was directly below John B's and she was now staring straight up at him. They listened to her put on a low voice to imitate him. "What about- 'Luna it's so nice to see you! I can't believe you cycled all the way here just to see us!'"

John B smiled down at her. He, just like Pope, instantly spotted her tear stained face, but again decided it was probably best not to comment on it. He laughed and replied: "It's nice to see you again dude."

"Thank you John...John B...John B?" The response seemed to trail off into a question, though none of them were quite sure what she was trying to ask. She reached up and touched his face, about to say something else, until JJ spoke up.