Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Karl chuckles. The production assistant is waving her clipboard frantically,

checking her watch like we’re about to count down to an explosion. Karl takes

my hand and we run down the hall, bursting through the doors to the stage. The

assistant gestures to where our station is, all the way on the other end.

Composing ourselves, we walk stiffly onto the stage.

As we walk into the blinding lights, I can see the other contestants—waiting,

watching at their stations. Vanessa is watching from the judges’ stand, and for a

moment I expect her to shake her head with disappointment. But instead, she

shoots me a subtle wink and a thumbs-up. That alone is enough to make me

feel more at ease.

Enter title…

But then, just as we’re passing by the other stations, I hear it: Daniel’s voice, a

that cuts through the air, low enough so only Karl and

hear.

his

get her

in. Honestly, she has no

face burns hot, a bristle of indignation

feel Karl tense beside me, his eyes narrowing as

words.

growls, ready to pounce,

signaling him

let Karl step in, not now. Not when it would only prove

a homemaker with no place in the

care of business.

I say firmly. “Just ignore

we approach our station.

you? Again?”

you to fight

know you

nothing,” I cut him off. “Now

search mine for a moment before