Chapter 8

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Luna's pov





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Taylor stood in front the car, still pissed. I chuckled at her

"Are you gonna move?" I smirked

"Don't change the topic Luna, you're supposed to keep a low profile and the first thing you so is get in detention in your FIRST class"

I revved the engine, teasing her. Was she really not gonna move?

"You. Wouldn't. Dare." she gritted through her teeth

"Are you testing me?" I smirked, she narrowed her eyes to me. Searching for hell knows what

"Five" I counted

"Luna. Don't you dare"

"Four"

"Luna-"

"Three" I placed both hands on the wheel

"Two"

"LUNA GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW"

Don't need to tell me twice, I got out of the car and stood next to her. Her eyes seemed to soften a bit when she noticed how serious I was

"Are you okay?" she asks

"I'm starving"

"didn't you have lunch in the cafeteria?"

"What's a cafeteria?" I asked curiously, she rolled her eyes

"it's a room you go to and grab something to eat. What did you do all day, aside from getting sent to detention. What the hell did you even d-" I pecked her lips

"You talk too much" I smirked, she scoffed and walked inside the house. I followed her

She found her way to the kitchen, she opened the fridge and pulled out a few ingredients. I sat at the kitchen table

"I really don't know why I was sent there" I say

"Walk me through it" she says while slicing into some chicken breast

"Well I was class and got partnered with that girl we met. The principal's daughter, then she started yelling about it and the next I knew, I was in detention" I shrugged

"Hmm" she mumbled. "I'll let this slide for now, I won't report this to your father. But don't let this continue  Luna" she said sternly pointing the knife to me. What's she gonna do? Kill me? I chuckled

"What are you doing?" I questioned as she threw some stuff on the stove

"Cooking"

"You can cook?" I chuckled

"Can you?" she smirked.

"I can try" I walked over to the stove, Taylor chuckled

"Alright, chop those onions"

"I'm not eating onions, they're disgusting"

"Then grate the cheese" she rolled her eyes. I washed my hands and started to rub the cheese against the metal

"How was your day?" I asked, she looked me with a stunned look on her face

"Why are you asking?"

"Can't I ask?"

"You don't usua-"

"Well I'm asking now" I smiled

"It was okay, I was worrying about you most of the day" I washed my hands again seeing that I was done. I wiped my hands on a kitchen towel and found myself standing being Taylor

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