Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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Abby

Daniel and I fall silent as Bryan and Mr. Thompson suddenly walk into the room,

Daniel’s earlier remarks still ringing in my ears.

But as my eyes flick from Bryan, whose eyes are red-rimmed and swollen, to

Mr. Thompson, whose face is somber, I suddenly find myself forgetting all about

my argument with Daniel.

“Bryan, are you okay?” I ask, taking a step forward.

He looks up, his eyes full of an emotion that strikes me instantly. Bryan has

been the quiet sort throughout this entire competition, focused entirely on his

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work. But now, he suddenly appears as though his very soul is slipping out from

him, like the rug was just ripped from beneath his feet.

“It’s private, Abby—” Mr. Thompson begins, but Bryan cuts him off.

“No, no, it’s fine,” Bryan says. “It’s just… um…” His voice quivers, and there’s a

pause before he finally takes a deep breath and speaks. “It’s… It’s my mom,” he

whispers, the words catching in his throat. “She passed away. Just now.”

The room tilts a little, my heart dropping to my stomach. The competition, the

rivalry, the argument with Daniel—all of it suddenly seems to fade into

nothingness.

“Oh, Bryan… I’m so sorry,” I murmur.

He nods. “She wasn’t doing so well, and has been in the hospital for a while. I

have been by her side, but…” He shakes his

“I was here instead.”

asks, his posture stiff. I glance over at

glint in his eyes, something telling me that he’s only

for him; not today, and maybe not

“I’m dropping out.”

words hit me like a ton of bricks.

my mouth agape.

usually jovial demeanor

regret and urgency. “We’re very sorry to see you go, Bryan,” he

choice. Feel free

Daniel blurts out, that glint in his eyes

apparent.

hands clasped behind

his professional mode. “The final round will proceed

Abby and

eyes narrow. “But

round will not be taken

a warning look. “Regardless of scores, you are

the two remaining finalists.”

where I feel a bitter

bitter

whose world

steps

small now. “I…

tremble slightly as I speak,

on autopilot, I step forward and wrap my arms

awkward, unexpected—especially from me, to him, this man

I know

stiffens, like he’s just been slapped. But

relax. His arms tentatively wrap

a sense of surprise in his embrace, as he was

from one of

locked in

feel Daniel’s eyes boring holes into the back of

anything, I can feel Bryan’s shoulders

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