Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

It’s been raining cats and dogs all morning, but I’m too excited to care. All I can

think about is the anticipation buzzing in my chest as I make my way up the

walkway to the upscale studio where the interviews for the cook-off are being

held.

“Hello,” I say from under my umbrella to a security guard leaning against a post,

looking bored. “Is this the right entrance for the interviews?”

“Yup,” he says, nodding, and gestures to a set of double doors behind him.

“Head in there, take a left, and follow the hallway to the end.”

“Thank you.”

Enter title…

As I step through the doors, my heart rises into my throat. It’s all I can do to

swallow it and force my feet to carry me forward.

I’ve never been on television before. This is going to be both exciting and

more terrifying than the former.

early and I feel prepared. I’ve spent the past week practicing

I have my answers ready to go. All

then tomorrow is

The cook-off.

almost here. In less than

another television studio where I’ll be competing

as prepared for that as I

really, really hope

at the same time, aside from the interview and the

of dread forming in my stomach—this time, thanks

leaving after tomorrow, only returning in a few weeks for

and then leaving again.

took his presence for granted. I feel a

this time, he’s been

I have so much to show for it. But

that for him, but I have

knowing.

pulled back to reality. Crisp lighting,

I walk down the

floor—everything about it

and directed to a

salon, complete with hair

glance around and spot the three other contestants—a tall, rugged man

about him, an older-looking man who doesn’t even