What’s a Luna

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Chapter 8

I had found myself all throughout the day dazing back and forth between reality. I didn’t really know what to do. It’s not like I could just wake up and find myself in my own bed back in the small town I lived in before all of this happened.

But no. I’m stuck with reality. Where life sucks, people suck *cough cough John*,and nothing interesting happens; then again nothing interesting ever happened at my old school either. I feel like all we are here to do is sit here and learn, or in my opinion memorize, whatever the teacher decides to shove into our brain today only to fall out as we walked out of the classroom. It did not help that I was tired and couldn’t care less about anyone right now.

5th hour was a bore and I don’t remember much about 6th hour. All I really remembered was sitting down in my seat and the teacher going over basic moves. Which was something I already knew. The only thing that was annoying was, I remembered getting that feeling I was being watched.

But besides that everything was fine. I even started putting on a happy face for my mom. When dad would call I made my voice sound cheery and if any of my friends messaged me I would talk to them like everything was normal or just ignore it. Manly just ignore it but, shh.

Over the past couple weeks I have been keeping myself held together pretty well. I just have one small question…

What the f*ck is a Luna?

I mean, are they giving me a Nickname or calling me - Luna, from Harry potter? I don’t know.

And I guess I should probably explain.

There was this one time I was walking down the halls. I walked around a corner and ran into a scrawny looking guy and he had dropped his books. I reached down to help him pick them up and was about to apologize. When all of a sudden he said “sorry Luna. Won’t happen again Luna. I’ll get out of your way.” And then practically ran away from me while looking over his shoulder searching for something or someone.

Then there was the door incident.

The guy that’s in my English class. Brett. The one jade likes. Well I was heading for class and Brett was in front of me. When we got to the door it was closed with a sign on it saying we were going into the media center, in other words, school library. Anyways. I turned around and when I was almost there Brett ran in front of me and opened the door. Yeah yeah I know that’s not weird but it’s what he said while opening the door for me. “Let me get that for you, Luna.”

Last time I checked my name was Ashley. Not Luna. So I told him that. “I’m sorry I think you have me confused with someone else. I’m Ashley.” I said and he looked at me like I was crazy for about half a second before realization of something went off in his head and he looked at me and apologized.

But those were the main two times I noticed being called Luna. There were many other times. Like when I stand by my locker and someone needs to get in the locker next to mine. Or when I am in class the teacher has said it during attendance. I swear I want to punch them. My name is right there in front of you, how can you fuck it up that bad?

But even though they get my name wrong they show me respect or fear whatever you want to call it. But the last time I checked no one knew I was a witch. So I have no clue what is going on. And no clue what a Luna is. Soooo I went to the one place I know will have all the answers well one of the places. And that would be Google. Oh yes. The great and all powerful Google.

So that’s what I was doing on my Sunday night. Looking up what a Luna is.



Ah ha. Here it is.

I have three options

The Luna is also known as a lunar eclipse. (Full moon. New moon. You get it. It deals with the moon. Everyone loves the moon.)

Luna Lovegood. Character from the Harry potter series. Fun lively character who- okay you get it. I’m sure you’ve seen or read the Harry potter books so I’m not explaining it.

A Luna can also be known as the partner to an alpha. That helps run the werewolf pack.

So because I am a witch. I am going to go with the second one. Because there is no way in hell. That I. Ashley Price. A witch. Is the Luna to some kind of werewolf pack and the life long mate to an alpha werewolf. Last time I checked I am a witch not a bitch.

Though I am kind of a bitch but I’m not getting into that.

Plus. I’m not a moon. So therefore I can not have a lunar eclipse.

So yeah. Second option it is.

Well I guess it’s not a bad Nickname. They could be calling me something a lot worse.

Time skip.

Monday morning.

The weekend always goes by so fast. it just isn’t fair. I swear I just went to bed Friday night and the next thing I know it is Monday frickin morning and I have to go back to school. I do not want to go to school. I could always say that I’m sick. But then my new friends would wonder what was up. Plus the teacher in defense class is actually going to teach us something. Granted I already know how to flip someone over my shoulder from my dad teaching me. But at least we get to do something instead of just sitting there and taking notes on the human body.

I let out a sigh and got out of bed. I rolled my shoulders and moved my neck back and forth before heading to the bathroom.

“You don’t have school today, remember?” My mom asked, looking into my room and I gave her a confused look.

“We don’t?” I asked and she shook her head no.

“It’s a special holiday for this town. I think John said it had to deal with the first people who settled here. All these little towns have some kind of personal holiday. remember ours?” She asked and I nodded my head.

“Yeah but that didn’t mean we got out of school. It wasn’t that big of a deal there. (Boom parade, good enough, you still have to go to school.)”

“Well it is here. Go back to bed.” She said and I didn’t see a point in arguing so I went back to bed. When I laid down and my head hit the pillow, there was only one problem.

I couldn’t get back to sleep.

I let out another sigh and just closed my eyes listening to everything around me. That seemed to work as I was slowly starting to fall asleep.

Knock knock knock.

You have got to be kidding me.

Whoever was at the door knocked again and I soon heard the door open right after word.

Then I heard voices. And that’s the moment I had given up and started to get dressed. I heard someone’s voice and stopped in mid step. The voice sounded familiar. It gave me chills and I started heading for the door. grabbing the door knob I was about to turn it when I snapped out of it and went to the bathroom instead.

That was weird.

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