I know, I suck. I really didn't mean for it to take this long, but it did. Long story short, at the bright age of 14, I've been approved to take a college English course! however, during the testing for this, I fell really behind on my schoolwork, so I had to make it up. Anyway, in case you forgot, the song that Luna's dancing to is the all time classic "A mad russians Christmas", that I don't own.


Chapter nine

The dance

Luna

I smiled nervously at my sister, as she touched up my hair and make-up backstage. I seriously felt sick to my stomach, but I was long used to this feeling. I watched my sister pin my headband into place, and make sure I had one single lock of hair to frame my face, and glitter sprayed throughout as my teacher instructed.

"This is going to be a pain to wash out," Mylene warned me when she finished.

"Does it look okay?" I asked her. She nodded and directed me to a full length mirror. I gasped slightly. I really did look perfect. My leotard fit perfectly, my hair was in a neat bun, with one single lock framing my face, and my make-up made me look like a vestalized snowflake.

"Luna?" I heard my partner call. Mylene gave me an encouraging pat on the back, before exiting.

"There you are Luna. Come on. Everyone is waiting," he called, running up to me. Against my wishes he picked me up, and ran to the darkened stage, before setting me down in my spot next to him. When the lights came on, we began. The slow-to fast- to medium pace could make anyone lose their mind. But I loved it. The nature of the song was orchestra, but it be classified as rock if it weren't for some unmistakable instruments. When I was spinning or being lifted into the air, it felt like I was flying, an exhilarating feeling really. My partner was a little off, but his dancing was perfect, and everything he did was well timed. All too soon, the song ended, and we bowed and walked off the stage. I couldn't wipe the smile from my face as I walked off stage, and ran to the back, hoping my sister was there somewhere.

"You were good Luna," My partner came up from behind me. I screamed as loud as I could, before realizing it was him.

"So did you," I breathed. He laughed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," he smiled. It was a nice smile, but something about it set me one edge. "I don't think I properly introduced myself to you. I'm Luke," he held out his hand which I briefly shook.

"How old are you?" I asked. I knew he was in the senior class, but he looked a little young for that.

"16," he replied. "I started a year early." I nodded. I noticed him take a discreet step closer and decided enough was enough.

"I need to go find my sister," I told him, before turning on my heel. But like every single cliché thing I've ever seen, he grabbed my arm.

"I'm sure your sister can wait a few minutes," he said pulling me closer. He gave me a predatory smirk that sent chills down my spine. I attempted to jerk my arm out of his grip but this only resulted in him tightening his grip painfully, making me cry out in pain. I could only scream before he shoved me against a wall and roughly kissed me. I fought against him, but each struggle only resulted in him hurting me further. Then all of a sudden, he was yanked off me. My head hit the wall, and I fell to the ground. I looked up in time to see Lync repeatedly punch the guys face, before he managed to run off. I shakily rose to my feet, and watched him go.

"Lync?" I whimpered. He turned to me.

"Luna, are you okay. What...oh hell," he said, looking behind me.

"What?" I asked turning around. The simple action caused pain to explode throughout my head. My vision blurred dramatically but I could make out a red blob on the wall. "Help me," I whispered, before my world went black.


AN: Aren't I a stinker :P