Hey everyone. You may remember me from my SVTFOE fanfic Runaway. I have been on a writers block with that one but i have not stop it. My next chapter is done but needs to be typed. In the meanwhile, I wrote this fic on the purpose that it bothered me. I am not for LGBT nor am I against. What bothered me that it had happened to my favorite character. It sounds silly, but it was one of those deals where i feel like she was taken from me. I only say that because i have had those moments where i crush on a girl and find out that she is actually a lesbian. LOL. Silly right? That being said, this is kind of for those of us who would have like to see things go a different way. And it is a feel good fic for myself. Reviews are always welcomed and, in this case, tell me your thoughts. I would genuinely like to hear what you guys have to say. No bashing though. Let's keep this civil. Without further adieau, here is chapter 1.

Chapter 1: You've Been On My Mind

"Today is the day! I am finally going to do it. I'm gonna tell her how I feel!" A young girl yelled at herself in the bathroom early that morning. 2 years have passed since she left her crush a 'Love Letter' and she fought with herself on whether or not those feelings were true. Sure, she found herself attracted to men as well but there was something about Sam that always stole her attention away from anything else. "But what if she doesn't like you back? I don't know what I would do if she doesn't."

"Luna! You've been in there for 30 minutes! You're going to be late for school and mom and dad will kill me!" The eldest Loud sister yelled from her bedroom door. This was easy for her to do since her shared bedroom was next to the one and only bathroom. Luna, now 17 years old, jumped in fear that her sister had been listening to her from the door. Her family was big. In fact, Luna was sister number 3 of eleven kids.

"Sorry Lori! I had to take care of some business!" Luna came out of the bathroom sporting her usual rocker self. She wore her usual purple shirt with a skull at the chest, her plaid purple skirt with studded white belt and heavy purple boots. Her dark brown hair was done in a pixey cut, being no more than one to two inches long. To top it off, she wore purple eye shadow that gave her rocker look. It was her dream to be a famous rock star one day.

"Dad's cooking again? I think it has literally destroyed everyone's digestive track this time," Lori joked light heartedly.

"Ew, no," Luna giggled as she stood in front of Lori.

"I heard you talking in there. Care to share who it was?" Lori raised an eyebrow at Luna. The first-born child had blonde hair that came to her shoulders and she wore her usual sky-blue tank top and brown shorts. She was now 19 and had been awaiting a college acceptance letter after taking a yearlong break from school. Her plan was to go to college in the city so she could be with her boyfriend Bobby but had gotten into an argument about him talking to other girls in his family's bodega and had broken up. Granted, they only broke up for a month, but it was long enough for her to miss the application deadline. A couple of months later, the college was accepting applications again and now she is just waiting for it to come in.

"Uh… you know…. Just talking to myself," Luna trailed off.

"About?" Lori pressed on.

"Nothing you would be interested in…."

"Try me."

"She said something about a Sam," Lana came out of the restroom.

"Lana! How long have you been in there!" Luna jumped nervously. Lana was the third youngest sibling who happened to be an exact opposite of her twin in the sense that Lana was tom boyish with her blonde hair in two short pig tails, red cap and overalls. Her interest was in anything that could potentially get her filthy.

"I've been in the bath tub. Mom got mad at me for making my lunch in the trash and had me take a bath before I go to school. I don't understand why. Smell gives you character, you know?" Lana gave a big cheesy, tooth missing smile while the others shuttered.

"Sam, huh? Tell me about him?" Lori returned her interest to Luna.

"Isn't that the name of that cute girl in your band?" Lincoln chose this time to chime in.

"Lincoln!" Luna yelled. Lincoln was their one and only 13-year-old brother. The only thing that wasn't of his age was his white hair. He was a fan of orange, evident by the same style shirt he wore day in and day out along with his usual blue jeans.

"What?!" Lori and Leni both yelled. Leni, the second oldest sibling at the age of 18, stood next to Lori seemingly out of nowhere. She, too, was blonde with her hair running down to her mid back. She was usually seen in a teal dress but with passion for fashion she could be seen wearing an assortment of clothing.

"Where did you come from!" Luna's nerves were dialed to a 10.

"I heard guy talk and came running. But what kind of name is WHAT for a guy?" Leni was an airhead.

"Huh? No. We didn't scream a name Leni," Lori rubbed her temples.

"Then is it a cat's name?" Leni was confused.

"Uh… never mind. Luna, why haven't you said anything about this before?" Lori asked.

"Because… because…."

"It's socially awkward and not widely accepted by all members of the populace as normal. Trust me, I know the feeling." Their 6-year-old sister, Lisa, joined in on the commotion. She was described as the child prodigy seeing that her IQ greatly surpassed everyone's, put together, in the house. Her brown hair was usually messy, she didn't care to fix it since she was always caught up in one of her science projects, she wore thick glasses and her usual green sweater with brown pants.

"Well, that and I…. I didn't know how you guys would react."

"Acceptance is a concept that this world does have an issue with," Lucy appeared from behind them, causing them all to jump. Lucy, now 10, was the gothic sibling usually seen in her black dress and striped long sleeve shirt. Her black hair always covered her eyes, leaving her mouth being the only visual aspect of her face.

"You should talk. You're always kept in the 'dark' around here. Ha ha ha!" Luan was unable to resist the opportunity to come up with a bad pun. Everyone usually responded with a loud groan. Luan was their 16-year-old sister and was classified as the comedian. Her color scheme was always white and yellow; her skirt was plaid yellow with a white top that always had a flower on the chest.

"Sigh," Lucy replied.

"Luna, you can't help what your heart wants," Lori placed a hand on her shoulder, making Luna smile humbly at her.

"So…. so, you're cool with it?" Luna asked.

"What? No," Lori replied, causing Luna to frown. "What I meant to say is that I may need an adjustment period but I still love you no matter what." Luna chuckled lightly as a small smile crept on her face again. The other girls and Lincoln continued to talk as they began to make their way downstairs. Lola, Lana's twin, decided to make her appearance now in her pink dress and tiara that sat on her long blonde hair. She was the glamorous pageant queen of the house.

"Hey, where's everyone going? I heard some juicy conversations going on!" Lola yelled while Lynn Jr. ran right by her. Lynn Jr. was their 15-year-old sports loving sister. He was always in red gym shorts and baseball tee shirt. Her hair was brown as well.

"Sorry sis! Looks like we missed out!" Lynn Jr. yelled, carefree of the events that had passed.

"No fair! I never get included in these conversations!" Lola screamed as she stomped downstairs. Lori followed behind her.

"Then don't spend so much time applying all that glitter." Lori retorted as she texts her way downstairs.

"That's like asking a star not to shine, Lori. And I am a star," Lola felt appalled as she met the rest of the family downstairs.

"Come on Luna. I don't want mom and dad to get mad at me. I may have to throw you in the mix if I must. I rather you get a good talking than me," Lori joked as she heard Luan's laughter from the front porch.

"Yeah! Be right down!" Luna replied. She was honestly shocked with everything. She had feared that her siblings would react in the worst of ways to this news. Unfortunately, it still didn't do anything to settle her knowing that they knew. "Ok. Don't worry and be happy, Luna," she said to herself before she ran down the stairs.

The day continued as it usually did for Luna; she had only a few classes that she shared with Sam. Second period was English for Luna and Sam but she had sat six chairs behind Sam. This can't be the place or time to talk to her. Maybe I better wait. Luna told herself as she scoped out the class. Too many eyes were potential watching what could possibly happen. Fifth periods PE class almost seemed to be perfect if not for the teacher keeping the students on the soccer field. Again, there was no privacy for they were in the middle of an open field. After fifth, Luna was helping collect the cones when Sam ran by.

"You better get a move on it, Loud. The class is going to leave you behind!" The Blonde girl told her. Sam had two piercings on both ears. She had short blonde hair with a blue streak on her middle bang.

"Yeah, dude! I'll be right there!" Luna replied, almost too excitedly. So much so that she didn't notice a soccer ball flying her way.

"Heads up!" A student yelled out but Luna was too busy watching Sam run away. The ball hit Luna in the cheek, causing her to fall over into the cones and knocking over one of the benches that had a 5-gallon jug of water. The jug's contents were spilled half on her, half on the grass with the cones scattered around her, one of which covered her face. "Sorry Luna!" The student yelled after a loud wince.

"It's cool…" Luna raised her head a bit only to let it drop again. She groaned loudly as her face continued to sting. Seventh period felt like her last chance to say something. It was history class and, yet again, there were too many eyewitnesses. Luan sat with her face down into her desk. So much for my confidence. Luna thought to herself. The only other time she could talk to Sam alone was during practice, but even then, she had to be able to face their band mates. She was entirely sure that she was ready for them to know. Luna let her head flop sideways only to see a few students passing letters to each other. That is when the light bulb popped on in her head. She sat up quickly with a grin on her face. Duh! A letter! I'll leave her a letter in her locker and tell her to meet me somewhere tonight! I mean, it's so simple! It is what started all of this anyway! That way we can be alone. Luna pulled a pen and paper from her backpack and started to write down her request.

After seventh period, Luna was able to get to Sam's locker without anyone noticing and slipped the letter inside. She then became her younger sister, Lynn Jr., and sprinted away with a quick dash. She hid around a corner to see if Sam had made her way to her locker. A few minutes passed when Sam approached. Upon opening it, a letter floated gently to the floor.

"Oh. What have we here?" Sam bent over to pick up the letter. She saw her name on the front with hears around it. Sam giggled in response. "I haven't gotten one of these in a while. Hm, I wonder who is my secret admirer," Sam smiled as she read the letter. "Heh. Well, all right," Sam nodded her head approvingly. Luna bit her lip with excitement. The bell rang and the students began to walk to their last class. Sam ran into a few of her classmates and walked off with them, giving Luna the opportunity to jump up in joy. Yes! Oh, I did it! I can't wait for tonight! Luna screamed internally.

"Ahem!" Luna jumped. She saw a balding elderly man with a thick white mustache glaring at her. "Shouldn't you be in class, Miss Loud?" The principle was annoyed.

"Yes, sir! I'm going right now!" Luna yelled as she ran off. Nothing could damper her mood right now.

Luna ran through the streets to get home with a bit of a skip in every one of her steps. Occasionally, she would walk by a set of trash cans that were sitting on the curb for pick up and start banging on them like they were drums. She would jump up next to nearby trees and swing on the low branches. She was walking on air and it felt as though nothing could break her spirits. A couple of blocks away and around the corner, Luna was walking by a house where a heavier built, but not fat, Hispanic male sat on the porch of his house.

"Luna! How's it going hermana!" The young man took notice of her ecstatic mood; only because she slapped his mailbox as she walked by. She stopped when she heard her name. She smiled as she saw the young man approaching her after he put his sketch book down. He wore a pair of beige shorts with a dark grey button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He always wore a black cap and never strayed away from his glasses.

"Big E! What's up dude!" Luna greeted him with the rocker horns. "What are you doing outside?"

"Same old, same old. Trying to refine my art skills," Eddie, or Big E to Luna, replied. He was known in school to be a bit of an artist; mostly in the cartooning style. "So, what's up? You got a hot date or something?"

"Ha! Dude, I wish. But that may change tonight," Luna slugged him in the arm. He responded by chuckling. "But, nah. It ain't nothing like that, dude. I'm just in a good mood today. Got a clean bill of health and rocking tunes in my soul. Feels like nothing can go wrong today, you know?" Luna laughed as she heads banged to the feels. Big E laughed.

"I guess you can't argue with that," he replied.

"Nope. Listen, man, I gotta get going. I got rehearsal at 5 and I gotta get things together before I go," Luna began to walk as she waved him off.

"Man, that's awesome. I wish I was musically inclined," Big E waved her off.

"Really? Then I can teach you a little something some time, dude," Luna yelled back.

"Promise?"

"Yeah dude, Now I gotta go. Later!"

"Yeah! …. promise? Uh, that sounded stupid," Big E face palmed himself while walking back to the porch.

Lincoln was the first of the Louds to approach the house when he caught sight of an excited rock 'n' roller girl coming his way.

"Looks like things went well?" She was cool with it?" Lincoln asked with anticipation. It's not every day that he has seen his sisters get this excited about another girl.

"I haven't told he yet," Luna banged on their trash can.

"So…. why are you happy?"

"Because I left her another letter. I told her to meet me in the park tonight at 9 tonight!" Luna faced her brother with excitement. He chuckled at her enthusiasm.

"You're excited about meeting her tonight?"

"Yeah. I'm just ready to get this off my chest. I just have to tell her. I got a good feeling about this," Luna scratched the back of her head. Lincoln smiled warmly at her.

"Well, I do hope she says yes. Anything to see my sister happy," He hugged her. Luna hugged him tightly in return.

"Thanks, little bro," She let him go and walked to the steps. "Hey, if everything works out, we can double date; you, me, Sam and Ronnie Anne."

"She's not my girlfriend!" Lincoln yelled as he chased her into the house with her laughing wildly.

Beads of sweat dripped form Luna's face as she shredded on her guitar next to the bands lead singer. To his other side, Sam rocked the bass while the drummer beat the skins like his life depended on it. They were a work in progress. The more they played together the closer they were to syncing. This is especially true since they had been a band for only 3 months. Luna had a habit of jumping from band to band, waiting for Sam's band to take her in. Now that she was in it, her feelings for Sam only grew stronger. 2 hours into practice, the band decided to play one last song before they called it quits for the night.

"Alright guys! Good practice," The lead singer spoked as the group was busy putting their things away. Everyone except the drummer since they were using his garage to hold their band practice.

"You were a good pick up, Luna. Keep up the good work," The drummer applauded.

"Thanks dude! I'm just happy to be able to play with cool dudes," Luna smiled as she made a quick glance at Sam. She didn't notice.

"Sam, got any plans tonight?" The singer asked. Luna went wide eye as she placed her guitar into its case.

"Yeah I do. I actually have a date with a secret admirer," Sam replied. Oh my God. She said date! Luna squealed in her head.

"Oh really?" The drummer chimed in.

"Hell yeah. 2 years ago, this secret admirer started leaving me these love letters. He had stopped sending them about a year ago until today. He finally wants to meet me," Sam turned red as she pulled the letter from her pocket. The band members surrounded her, even Luna joined just to play along with the situation.

"My heart beats like a drum for you? Tome to turn things up to a ten? Meet me tonight. Come alone," The boys read parts of the letter out loud until they both began to laugh.

"Dude, Sam, he sounds like a wuss," the drummer laughed. Luna glared at their drummer from behind him so no one could see her.

"Why y'all always have to be jerks for?" Sam giggled as she pushed them away after she took her letter back. "I think he sounds sweet. Don't you think Luna?" Sam turned to her.

"Uh, yeah. Sounds like they are pretty amazing," Luna smiled at her.

"See? Even Luna agrees with me. I bet she gets letters from a secret admirer as well. I bet he's cute," Sam nudged her. Luna just giggled nervously.

"Whatever you say, Sam," the singer was still laughing. The band finally finished packing as they got ready to depart for the night. "Well, alright guys. See you guys Saturday night. Sam, good luck with your admirer tonight," The singer pointed at her.

"Thanks, Keith. See y'all then," Sam waved them off as she left. Luna watched quietly as Sam left the garage.

"Later, Luna!" The guys yelled as they made their way into the house.

"Later guys!" Luna bid her farewells as she stood out on the sidewalk, watching Sam walk away. Luna's home was to the opposite directions, so she never made an attempt to walk with Sam. She said 'He' a lot, didn't she?" Luna began to grow nervous again.

Luna had walked around the park several times that night because she was starting to feel doubt about what she was planning to do. She was so nervous that she didn't even stop at home to eat dinner and prepare herself for whatever was to come. She simply dropped her stuff at the front porch and walked off. She said 'He' a lot. But that doesn't mean anything, right? She's open minded, right? I mean, she is a rocker too. They are usually classified as the experimental type, right? This can't possibly go bad. Luna drowned in her thoughts for the last hour and a half. She stopped by a bush and hung her arms. No light had shine down on her for the park lights usually hung above the benches. One of these benches is where Luna is supposed to meet up with Sam. This is a bad idea, isn't it? What am I doing? Luna felt the would growing heavy on her shoulders as the doubt filled her heart. Then she heard footsteps approaching. Her initial reaction was to jump into the bush and peek around the leaves. Sam stood under the light and scoped the area out. She then looked to her watch.

"Huh. The letter said to be here by 9:00pm," Sam went to sit down on the bench. Luna began to sweat as she looked down at her cell phone. She began to hyperventilate when she saw it was already 9:24pm. Not only was it late and Sam arrived late, her parents were going to chew her out when she got home.

"Ah man. What am I going to do?" Luna put her face into her hands. There was Sam waiting for her secret admirer to appear, but now she was here, Luna's nerves shot through the roof. She wanted to do this but feared the outcome. So much so that she even began to doubt that she was doing the right thing. 15 minutes went by and Sam grew antsy waiting for this person to show up. Luna felt frozen in place with worry.

"Fine. I guess this wasn't meant to be. Oh well. At least it was a nice walk," Sam sighed but accepted it for what it was. Luna saw when she stood up. Oh no! She's leaving! What do I do?! Luna began to panic. No going back! I won't know if I don't try! Luna jumped form the bush and walked quickly towards the light.

"Sam!" Luna virtually barked. Sam jumped from the shock. She turned and saw Luan approaching her.

"Luna… what are you doing here?" Sam greeted her with a nervous chuckle. Luna finally came to stand in front of Sam.

"Oh, you know. Just going for a walk. You?" Luna was finding that she was dodging her true intents.

"At 9:45 at night?" Sam chuckled. Luna chuckled nervously along with her. "Well, you remember that letter I was showing off earlier today? Well, it said to meet him here by 9:00pm. Only thing is, he never showed up." Sam started to look around again to see if there was anyone coming.

"Wow, bummer dude," Luna scratched her head.

"It wasn't cool that he stood me up, but whatevs. It obviously wasn't meant to be. And I got a good walk out of it," Sam smiled.

"At least you're always looking up. That person has no idea what they are missing out on."

"Heh, yeah. I guess you're right," Sam shrugged. "Well, alright. I'm just gonna head home. You have a good night, Luna," Sam waved her off as she began to walk away.

"Yeah. Good night…" Luna waved. Her body began to tremble as she tried to build the confidence to speak up. "Hey! Sam! Wait up." Sam stopped about 10 feet from her. Luna began to walk towards her again, Sam's face still lit from the light.

"What's up, Luna," Sam turned to her once again. Luna failed to realize that after these 2 years, Sam gained an inch of height on her. Usually, this wouldn't seem to be so tall but, to Luna, it gave her an intimidating size.

"I actually wanted to say something about those letters. HE never showed up because…. because…. he is actually a SHE," Luan felt as if her throat was going to close up in fear. Sam focused on her until her eyes opened wide in realization.

"Oh…."

"Sam…... I-I'm the one who…. who wrote those letters…." Luna began to sweat profusely as Sam stared at her wide eyed. "Sam, I—" Luna began to say until Sam raised a hand to her. Luna looked up at Sam's face and saw a person filled with dread and tears with a slow but heavy pant. Luan could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. Oh, no…. She thought to herself.

"Oh…. Luna…." Sam tried to speak but was too far into her shock that she was finding it difficult to formulate speech.

"Sam…" Luna tried again but Sam raised her finger at her this time, indication that Luna shouldn't speak. Sam inhaled deeply before she tried to speak again.

"Luna… I-I don't know what impression you have about me, but—"

"Please, let me expl—"

"Luna, stop!" Sam's tone changed to one that was a bit sterner. Luan stood back with her hands up at her chest, now unable to control the tears from flowing. "D-don't take this the wrong way, but… but… God! This is awkward. I am not into women. I came out here expecting to meet a guy. Luna…. I have a crush on Keith."

"O-our lead singer?"

"Yes, Luna. I honestly believed that these letters were coming from him." Tears began to run down Sam's face. "A-and then I find you here." Her voice grew irritated. Luna began to wince as she began to breath shallowly and her heart felt as though it was tearing to pieces.

"Sam, I …." Luna couldn't speak.

"Just… stop," Sam hung her head. "Sorry Luna, but you and I can never happen."

"But…."

"Maybe… maybe it would be best that if we never speak about this again. I… I gotta go." Sam turned her back to Luna as she began to walk away.

"I…. I….," Luna choked on her sorrow. She feared this exact response. It took her 2 years to build up the nerve to tell Sam how she felt and it only took a few seconds to destroy all of it.

"Luna…" Sam said with her back against her. Luna watched Sam with fear and a speck of anticipation. "Maybe it would be best if you just stay away from me for now on," Sam's voice was low and heavy. Then, Sam ran away from Luna, leaving Luna distraught beyond words and a heart left in pieces. She has rejected me entirely…. I just felt that…. That I liked her…. but now… Luna turned around and ran in the opposite direction, wailing in pain as she ran into the darkness of the streets, leaving the park behind.

11:45pm had rolled in; only 2 hours had passed since Luna had talked to Sam. Luna couldn't even tell Sam how she felt about her. The only thing that kept playing back in her mind was Sam's look on her face; a mixture of anger and sorrow. It was so traumatic that Luna had virtually no energy to hurry home. There was no joy in her steps, no songs playing in her heart. There was only sorrow and bits of a shattered heart for Luna Loud. She was lost in her thoughts, so much so that she couldn't hear a voice calling to her or see a light that stood out from behind the person.

"Luna! Whatcha doing up so late!" Big E tried greeting her. Luna couldn't hear him. "Luna!" He called again, but nothing. He stood quietly to try and make out the expression on her face. Thankfully for the strong light in his front yard he could see the redness in her eyes, the washed away eye liner, and dampness in her shirt. Whatever happened to her, it was enough to leave her crying uncontrollably. She was sad; heartbroken. All he saw was the shell of the girl that had ran happily down his road earlier that day. "Ok….be….be safe then…" was all he could say as he watched her walk away. Man…. she looks terrible. Maybe…. maybe I will follow her just to make sure she gets home safely. He thought to himself as followed her silently from a distance.

Unlike other days, the Loud House would be sleeping silently as would the rest of the neighborhood. At least most of the times; slumber parties in the Loud House usually meant no one would be sleeping that night including the neighborhood. However, this house was 1 head short and this caused a massive commotion that was more extreme than their name could entail. She didn't notice. Her tears, once they had the chance to refill, ran freely down her cheeks and the constant eye rubbing smeared her purple eye shadow. Luna finally looked up when she heard the loud chattering coming from the other side of the door.

"There…. still awake? I… I can't let them see me like this," Luna lowered her hand from the door knob. She didn't even get to turn around when something came crashing against the door. This something looked like a brick (it was too dark to tell), bounced off and almost hit Luna in the head. She ducked quick enough to avoid the object.

"STUPID!" A voice echoed in the dark. Luna turned back quickly to try and see who threw the brick. Did… did Sam do this? Luna couldn't take a step forward when the door swung open swiftly. Luna turned to the bright light until she could focus on a white-haired boy staring up at her.

"LUNA! You guys! Luna's home!" Lincoln yelled in relief as he took the liberty to give her the first hug. Like a thunderous stampede of wild buffalo, the Loud sisters came running to their rock star.

"Where have you been!"

"We were so worried about you!"

"We feared the creatures of the night had claimed your soul."

"At least you beat Cinderella's curfew. Ha ha ha!"

"Luan!" All the Loud siblings yelled. The girls hugged her tightly, but Luna couldn't enjoy their sentiment. Her heart was broken and no words of endearment could fix that.

"Luna Loud!" Luan looked up to see an infuriated father and a more concerned mother. Their mother quickly approached her and began to examine her. She grabbed Luna's head and turned it side to side.

"What are you doing?" Luna's voice was distraught.

"Her pupils aren't dilated, she doesn't smell like she was drinking, and she has no hickies. She's clean," their mother concluded and joined their father in anger.

"What?!" Was the most volume in her voice she had since she talked with Sam.

"Where have you been!?" Lynn Sr. yelled. He was getting there in age as evident by his thinning hair.

"Do you have any idea what time it is!?" Rita, their mother, joined. Rita was the parent with the blonde hair and the hips that proved she had all 11 kids herself.

"What does it matter…" Luna was too down to speak. The other siblings looked to each other for they could see that something was wrong with the rock lover.

"Young lady, you know our curfew is 10pm, not 12:30am," Lynn Sr., finally picking up on his daughter's mood, lowered his tone of voice. Rita looked to her husband for she felt the same thing he was feeling.

"I understand… I'll be in my room for the next month," Luna began to make her slow trek upstairs. At this point, their parents couldn't be angry with her.

"Sweetie….? What's wrong?" Rita tried to ask but was interrupted with a slow closing door. Everyone stood at the bottom of the staircase, staring at Luna's door.

"Do you think something happened to her?" Lynn Sr. turned to his wife.

"I sure hope not, hun," Rita kept her eyes on the door.

"Geez, and I thought Lucy was the dark, moody one," Luan chuckled. Everyone groaned at her.