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

than the former. But,

prepared. I’ve

to go. All that’s

and then tomorrow

The cook-off.

here. In less than twenty-four hours, I’ll

television studio where I’ll be competing in

Am I just as prepared for that as

really hope

the same time, aside from the

my stomach—this time,

be leaving after tomorrow, only returning in a few weeks for

and then leaving again.

way, I took his presence for granted. I feel

he’s been putting aside his extremely

me. And I have so much to show for

it’s been more than that for him, but I

knowing.

I’m pulled back to reality. Crisp lighting, a

of hairspray fill the air as I walk down the hall, my

floor—everything about

assistant and directed to a

a beauty salon, complete with

three other contestants—a tall, rugged man with

an older-looking man who doesn’t even glance