The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

One of the soldiers dragged Boss out into the dining room. He was whimpering, begging them to let him go.

“I didn’t know. How would I have known?”

In the center of the dining room, the soldier dropped his hold on Boss and he crumpled onto the floor.

My attention flicked up to the television screens, which showed a replay of the selection process, displaying names, one after the next.

The 25(th) and final name was my own.

I didn’t understand. I never sent in an application.

“I had no idea she might be a future Luna,” Boss said, clutching his head. “If I’d known, I never would have –”

“For this slight against the royal family, this establishment will be shut down until further notice,” the head soldier said, cutting Boss off. Then the guard looked at me. “Some of us will escort you home, miss, so that you can gather your personal belongings.”

“How long will I be staying?” I asked. I felt like I was in some sort of dream. Any moment I’d wake up and be in that kitchen.

I never wanted to step foot inside of there again.

The soldier gave me a quizzical look. “Everything should have been made clear on your application.”

The application. Right. The one I hadn’t sent in.

I didn’t want to ask any more questions and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself, so I nodded. “Of course.”

A handful of soldiers near the entrance beckoned me to them. I followed them and they drove me to my apartment. When we arrived, I asked them to wait outside.

They complied, though one stationed himself right outside the door. “To help with luggage,” he explained.

I wasn’t used to that kind of care, so I looked at him strangely for a moment. He maintained a military stance, not seeming to mind my stare.

This was all too weird.

I opened my apartment door and walked inside. Anna excitedly met me just inside the door. Elva, not quite as excited, was still on the couch, playing with her dolls.

“Hi, Mommy.”

I called to her before looking at Anna, who seemed ready to bounce straight out of

were chosen! Can

door. Yet even away from it, I still kept my voice soft so the soldier outside wouldn’t hear. “I didn’t

Anna quickly glanced away.

“Anna.”

in an application on

“Anna!” I whisper-yelled.

this town, Piper, and certainly not

this. What

again. She held hands out, palms up. “You are supposed to participate in the Luna

wanted to do this,” I said. “If I go there, I’m going to be humiliated. I don’t

you go and they disqualify you, you come back here and nothing will have changed.

“That will never happen.”

seen

a pretty dress,” Elva

said. “And so do a lot of

her doe eyes up to me. “Can I see the pretty dresses,

from Anna. How could I resist Elva’s

can see the pretty

I gave Anna a

smiled. “You’ll thank

made the selection, choosing me had to have been some kind of mistake. I couldn’t say that, of course. To dispute the judgement of the royal family was akin to

could do was take Elva into the palace to see the dresses, and then politely withdraw from the

arrived to the palace at dawn, pulling into a long circular entryway. Carrying Elva, I followed the soldiers to a room to prepare for

thanked the guard again. He seemed less surprised this time. At the door,

matched in simple sundresses. I brushed Elva’s hair up into curly pigtails. I kept my own down, which was unusual for

followed a waiting maid down into the main parlor, where many beautiful women had begun to gather. Their dresses were much more elaborate than mine, the other girls looking like they had stepped out of

saucers. She pointed to one dress, and then the next, like she didn’t know what to look

the corner of the room, a maid had set up a table of mimosas and parfaits. I ushered Elva over there and handed her a parfait and a spoon. Her eyes, however, were still on the

sneers and sideways glances the two of us were earning simply by being present. One woman looked at my dressed with a disgusted

me and I

“Elva, honey, let’s…”