Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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Abby

The buzzer goes off, and the contestants place down their dishes, stepping

back from their stations. The room is alive with murmurs, excitement from the

crowd as their eyes scan the three dishes on the stage. The judges step down

from their booth, their gazes inscrutable.

My hands tremble, still hovering over the tiramisu’s uneven surface— it’s a

mocking reminder of the chaos just moments before, but I could fix it, at least a

little. Maybe no one would even notice.

My dish is not even close to perfect, far from the image I had in my head, and

every fiber of my being screams to adjust the messy dusting of pistachios just a

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little bit, just so I can make it look a tiny bit more presentable.

But before my fingers can act, I catch Logan’s cold glare, halting me, his

disapproval crystal clear. I quickly pull my hands away, feeling my face turn what

I can only imagine is the deepest shade of red ever.

We all stand back, the stage now eerily quiet. The judges begin to make their

rounds, and I can hear them before I see them.

“Delicious,” Logan says, slowly chewing a bite of none other than Daniel’s

You’ve outdone

you, Logan,” Daniel says with a nod. His eyes flicker over

twinge of something bubbling inside of me, a fury

Daniel switch my spices? I wouldn’t

approach Bryan next. I can’t quite make out what

me that they like his dish. Vanessa rolls her

the mascarpone, a subtle “Oh my god…”

now, it’s just me left; me, with

love

voice is sweet, almost too

pulling me out of my

I can do is offer a tense smile, nodding politely as Vanessa picks up

delicately lifts a bit of the lumpy tiramisu

eyes closing for a

ever

not a grimace, but it’s certainly not

either.

you use any spices out of

feel the color drain from my face. “Just… Just nutmeg,” I

quivering.

confused as

of her head.

shoots me a look as he approaches. I brace myself,

unsettling suspicion of sabotage,

added

I should have checked it just to be

running out of

His eyes, a stormy gray color, never

tastes

he states flatly, putting the spoon

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