What’s a Luna

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Chapter 7

Have you ever been so entrapped in a book that you just couldn’t put it down. Every word written on the page bringing you deeper and deeper into the story only for that one moment where the character does something so stupid that you have to stop in the middle of the page to go back and make sure that the character had actually done or said that stupid thing to ruin every thing in the book. To the point where you have to set it down and think about all the other possibilities that the characters could have done. Or in fact done nothing at all. Just sit there and be quiet until they actually had something smart to say. But of course all characters in a book are made up by the writer. So therefore the writer is the one who thought of it. But you never find yourself blaming the writer. You blame the character. I happen to be reading one of those kinds of books. I actually find myself reading these kinds of books more often than I thought I would. And I always have to set them down. But only sometimes will I pick them back up again.

I kind of wish we could do this with people. If you don’t like them, you don’t have to deal with them. All you have to do is place them back up on the shelf. Or maybe all of this is a story. Just some words on a page that someone comes across every once in a while to read when they get bored. Or maybe. We don’t actually control our own thoughts and bodies. If there is something or someone controlling us to say or do the things we do I mean how else would we come up with something like words or the alphabet or how we named our body parts. The fact the brain named itself is something we should look more into.

I have also come up with the possibility that this is all a dream and I am going to wake up one morning to find that I am still a baby and have yet to live my life, or that this was all something I was remembering from a past life.

Maybe I’m sitting in a rocking chair knitting a scarf just lost in thought and don’t know how to find my way back to the real world.

And this is why I can never fall asleep at night. I have so many different thoughts running through my head that I can’t even sit in a lunchroom and relax.

“Hey ash,” C said and I turned my head to look at her. “How do you like our fabulous school so far?” She asked and I shrugged.

“It’s school. Still wish I was in my bed instead,” I said and the others chuckled. Well I wasn’t lying.

“Hey, 10 o’clock, hot and sexy coming in,” Jade said and everyone looked to see Liam and Brett walking into the lunch room.

“Let me guess they have a “cool people” table as well,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. I could feel everyone’s eyes at our table staring at me. I then heard someone laugh and turned my head to see Helen laughing under her breath and a hand over her mouth.

“Helen!” Jade whisper yelled. “This is serious. She can’t just say those things. She’s going to be eaten alive!” Jade was freaking out while Helen only seemed to be laughing even harder. Her face was even getting red. There were more people at the table who I had just been introduced to but they seemed to be just as frantic as jade. And I think I can only handle one jade at a time.

But then suddenly one of the girls, I think her name was Penelope, leaned over quick to us and whispered quietly so everyone had to lean in. “They’re heading our way!” After she told us she started playing with her hair and looking down at her food. Everyone started acting weird but all I did was lean back in my seat and look at everyone confused. Was there a point, they’re just people.

What is with these people?

I heard the chair next to me move and turned my head to see a girl with brown hair and brown eyes. She smiled at me though I could tell it was a little forced. She seemed to be having an internal battle about something.

“Hi. I’m Christina. You’re the new student right?” Christina asked, sticking out her hand and I nodded my head, giving her a smile in return.

“Yes, I’m Ashley. Nice to meet you.” I said and shook her hand. There was a weird feeling I got when I touched her hand but it was subtle so I shrugged it off. There was no point in getting worked up over nothing. Plus even if there was something here, the second I knew about it would be the end of my normal boring days. I don’t mind watching the drama, just as long as I wasn’t in it.

“I saw you in my 4th hour. We should sit next to each other next time,” she said with a smile still on her face.

“Um sure, next time,” I said, wondering what else she wanted to talk to me about. I’m sure she wouldn’t come over here just for that. She could have said something or sat next to me in 4th hour if she really wanted to. Don’t try to be my friend if you’re just gonna be fake and waste both our time.

“You should come sit with us some time. We could become good friends.” She said and I was having a hard time keeping a smile on my face.

“Maybe. But until then i think I’ll just stay here. Thanks for the offer though.” I said and she seemed to be lost in thought before nodding her head to me.

“That’s fine. I’ll see you around. Hope you like our school.” She smiled one last time at me and got up. Walking back to her table the guy I remember as Liam looked at her expectantly and all she did in return was shake her head.

What a weird school.

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