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.”

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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

and probably more terrifying than the former.

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

answers ready to go. All that’s left now is to

then tomorrow

The cook-off.

believe it’s already almost here. In less than twenty-four hours,

another television studio where I’ll be competing in front of a

for that as I am

really, really hope

the same time, aside from the interview and the

forming in my stomach—this time, thanks

be leaving after tomorrow, only returning in a few weeks

and then leaving again.

weird way, I took his presence for granted. I

time, he’s been putting aside

much to show for it. But what

than that

knowing.

Crisp lighting, a monochrome palette, and

the air as I walk down the hall, my

floor—everything about it

then greeted by an assistant and directed to a waiting area that

beauty salon, complete with hair and

around and spot the three other contestants—a

an older-looking man who