Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

“I just can’t believe this is happening,” I say, my voice breaking a little. “This is

like some sort of nightmare.”

“Yeah, it is,” Anton agrees, the exhaustion evident in his voice. “The timing

couldn’t be worse.”

The timing is beyond terrible; it’s catastrophic. I close my eyes for a moment,

taking in the sounds around me—the muffled chatter of people on their morning

commute, the distant laughter of a group of teenagers on the way to school, the

soft cooing of a baby.

Life is moving on, unfazed by my little disaster. I wish I could say the same for

myself. Because right now, I feel like I’m trapped in a motionless void of

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suffering.

I finally

one of those things. Bad luck, or fate,

call it.”

luck doesn’t even begin to cover it,” Anton

swallowing. “Get

I hover my thumb over the red

me. “Wait, Anton, how come I’m not sick? I ate the

everyone else did, right?”

did you?” Anton’s voice has a trace

realization in it.

think back to last night. “Oh right, the one with shellfish. No,

didn’t. I’m allergic.”

That has to

Someone should check on everyone who ate

me.

panic yet,” Anton counters, coughing a little. “I’ll send a

anyone else is feeling

have to do

I can do, Abby, especially since I cannot be your