FOREWORD

Hello, it's me, Epic. I was inspired by LunaLoudFan10 on DeviantArt to make this story. I see a lot of Fanfics where Lincoln runs away and thought "Why not Luna?" So, inspired by LLF's bad dream one day, here's

LOSING LUNA

CHAPTER 1: Diary

Lola was getting annoyed with Luna's jarring guitar jam. She was not willing to spend 30 more minutes in her room, forced to listen to the screaming guitar as she prepared for the pageant. She left her room and walked over to Luna's, willing to cut cords. However, when she peeked into the tomgirl's room, she saw Luna's purple diary. Security was not a match for Lola, as she had a lockpick. She covertly took the diary and left to her own room. There, she used her lockpick kit to pop the lock band and open the diary. When she looked inside, she saw amazing secrets that Luna would never spill. Every page she turned revealed even more embarrassing trivia.

Lana walked into the door. "Hey, sis, what are you reading?"

Lola turned to her tomgirl twin. "A diary someone dropped," she lied.

Lola's statement attracted more of the Louds. Soon, all the other siblings (except Luna) were reading with her.

"Dang," Leni said, "Luna really does have a stash of Mick Swagger pictures in her guitar!"

"Yeah," Luan replied. "I can't believe she doesn't like some of her own songs. Like, She's the rock and roll girl!"

At that moment, Luna set down her guitar and took a break. She heard voices, so she decided to investigate.

"My favorite one," Lori said, "is where she secretly kisses a picture of Sam, which is taped to Lucy's bust of Edwin."

"That's eerily similar to an something I did," Lincoln responded.

Luna peeked into Lola's room and saw the purple book. When Lola lifted it up, the rockstar noticed that it WAS her diary! The moment she saw the words "Luna's Diary", she gasped and teared up.

"Luna, would you like to sit and read?" Lola asked, not caring about Luna.

It was at that moment that Luna's trust in the others shattered, her heart broke, and she wanted to run away. She already had a bad day today, and the stress just kept coming. She had quick flashbacks of everything that happened through the day:

She was having a livestreamed jamming session that morning (of course, after the others were awake) when her amp suddenly brunt out and all six of her strings broke at once.

She nearly got into a heated argument with Sam over whether to eat spaghetti or steak for lunch. Sam was at the point of breakup, but realized the two could be mixed as spaghetti and meatballs.

She retried her livestream, but triggered a prank trap set by Luan. She was lucky that the event didn't go viral.

While eating the spaghetti, a meatball slammed into Luna's eye as she sucked on a noodle, and sauce on the noodle got on her other eye, effectively blinding her. It took her five minutes to find a sink, but not before she tripped five times.

A mix of emotions was building up along the day, but...

This did it. The dam burst.

Luna sprinted off, bawling her eyes out. She jumped in her bed and cried, her tears soaking her pillow like a sponge. Immediately, the Louds turned to Lola.

"Luna looked stressed when she came up to the room. This could be a mistake. We may be hypocrites when we say this, but... you shouldn't have taken the diary!" Leni noticed. Although not the smartest Loud, she was caring.

"Look, I can explain!" Lola tried to fend off the storm, but it was too late. What quickly followed was a heated argument and a long talk about not reading others' diaries.

Luna sadly got out of her bed. According to the alarm clock, it was midnight.

The poor rockstar walked to the door and pulled the attic hatch string. In the large room, she took two large roller suitcases, then carefully descended the stairs with the cases.

When she entered her room, she took her beloved guitar, an amp, and a snare drum and stuffed them in one case. In the other, she put her laptop, wallet, clothes, a picture of Sam, and her blanket and pillow. She then sadly walked down the stairs, her silvery rollers silently hitting the thickly carpeted steps with each drop. Shen she got outside, she took one last look at her former home which made the memories she lived with.

"So long, Loud House."

Grammar improved with Grammarly