Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

It’s a short walk to Chloe’s apartment, but it seems to drag on forever as my mind whirls with possibilities.

What will I say to Chloe? Will she even want to speak to me? What if this truly is the end of our friendship?

When I finally reach her door, my hand hesitates in the air, hovering over the doorbell. This needs to be

done, I remind myself, and I press the button.

The door swings open, and I’m met with Chloe’s look of surprise. There’s a glass of wine in her slightly

shaking hand, and her eyes are wide.

“Abby? What are you doing here?” she asks, her voice as cold as ice.

“I know it’s late, but I needed to talk to you,” I respond. “Please. Are you busy?”

Enter title…

There’s a flash of hesitation there. “I’m

insist. “It’s about the restaurant, the cook-off, everything. I need

maybe to invite me in, but then her

still talking to Karl?”

Karl’s been

this conversation

to close, but I wedge my foot in

Can’t you just

my foot, then back up at me.

My voice shakes, but I lock eyes with

owe each other that

she’s

pulls the door open wider. “Fine.

the smell of Chloe’s apartment envelops me—vanilla-scented candles and the

It’s familiar, comforting, and utterly gut-wrenching,

Chloe says, putting her free hand on her hip