"Luna, what is going on? Why didn't you call me?!" I ask, worried. "I did! You didn't pick up!" She answers. I feel terrible, "I am so sorry.. I really, really am. What happened?!" Luna shakes her head and tries to speak, "My sta.. sta.. sta-" I cut her off, "Did your stalker call again?" Luna nods her head. "I need to find out who this stalker is." Luna keeps crying. "She even knew that you were playing soccer with R-Ryan." I am confused and thinking of who came by when Ryan and I were playing soccer.. A few old people, some younger people.. Nobody that I knew, right? Except.. - © hb 2013