A/N: Hello everyone, I am back with chapter eight. Here, Luna talks with Sam and hangs with Brandon. Meanwhile, word of her problems spread.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Loud House
It was another beautiful morning at 1216 Franklin Avenue. The Loud family awoke and started their respective days. Luan, Lori and Leni laid off Luna not wanting to alarm their parents until they had solid proof of what was going on. After breakfast, Luna left and headed to the Sharp residences. Luna knocked and Sam answered.
"Hey." said Sam softly.
"I was hoping we could talk." said Luna.
Sam stepped aside.
"Come in." replied Sam.
"Thanks." said Luna softly.
The two went to Sam's room.
"What's up?" asked Sam.
The two sat on Sam's bed.
"It's about yesterday." answered Luna.
"I figured." sighed Sam.
Luna felt annoyed, but decided to stay calm.
"I am sorry for what happened." said Luna.
Sam ran her hands through her hair.
"So am I." replied Sam.
"I shouldn't have snapped at you like that." said Luna.
"And I should have been more open minded to what you where saying." said Sam.
"So...are we cool?" asked Luna.
"Totally." answered Sam.
The two shared a kiss.
"I'm sure you didn't drink on your own." said Sam.
Luna threw her hands up.
"Thank you!" declared Luna.
Sam smiled a bit.
"I'm glad that's behind me." said Luna.
"So, do you want to hang out?" asked Sam.
"Can't." answered Luna.
"Why?" asked Sam perplexed.
Luna hesitated before answering.
"If I tell Sam the truth then everything will just go to shit again." thought Luna.
"Hello?" asked Sam confused.
"I've got plans with the fam." answered Luna.
"You took a moment." noted Sam concerned.
"I was just trying to remember who I was hanging with." replied Luna.
Sam's face bore a skeptical expression.
"With a big family you can forget." shrugged Luna.
Sam took a moment to go over this in her mind.
"Okay. You gotta be right." decided Sam.
"That was easy." thought Luna, impressed with herself.
"What are you doing?" asked Sam.
"We're doing the whole family time deal." shrugged Luna.
Sam nodded her head accepting this.
"I am good." thought Luna cocky.
"I'm sure we can spend some time together." said Sam hopeful.
"I can't say no to you." replied Luna.
The two shared a kiss.
"Let's rock!" declared Sam.
"I didn't bring an ax." noted Luna.
"I've got extra." shrugged Sam.
The two girls left the room.
"I can't wait to hang with Brandon tonight." thought Luna excited.
Meanwhile, life was going on as usual at 1216 Franklin Avenue. Luan was spending time with Maggie and Benny on the advice of Lori and Leni. This was to make the Loud family comedian try and feel better. The twins where downstairs fighting over something while both parents where out. In his room, Lincoln was in his underwear reading his Ace Savvy comics. Suddenly, the door flew open.
"Hey Lincoln!" cried Lynn.
Lincoln tossed his comic as it fell on the floor.
"I want to practice my Knuckleball and I need your help." said Lynn.
Lincoln got dressed.
"Why me?" asked Lincoln.
"You're the only one here who can help me." answered Lynn.
"What about the others?" asked Lincoln.
"I can depend on you." answered Lynn.
"Thanks." replied Lincoln.
"No problem bro." shrugged Lynn.
"I guess I can help." said Lincoln.
"Thanks!" declared Lynn.
"Why are you having trouble?" asked Lincoln.
"The Knuckleball is tricky and not easy to master." answered Lynn.
Lincoln rubbed his chin.
"I've already mastered the Sinker, the Cutter, the Split - fingered fastball, the Curveball, the Slider and the Circle Changeup." noted Lynn.
"Then why do you need the Knuckleball?" asked Lincoln.
"The way you through a Knuckleball makes it harder to it." answered Lynn.
"Makes sense." mused Lincoln.
"I'll be the next Tim Wakefield!" declared Lynn.
"It'll have to wait." said Lucy.
Both Lynn and Lincoln nearly jumped through the ceiling.
"We've asked you not to do that!" cried Lynn.
"Sorry." replied Lucy.
"Lucy, I will help you with your poetry later." said Lincoln.
"Luna has been drinking beer." revealed Lucy.
"Yeah, I seriously doubt that." replied Lynn skeptical.
"Sorry, but that doesn't sound like something Luna would do." agreed Lincoln.
"I overheard Lori and Leni confronting her on it." noted Lucy.
Lincoln and Lynn shared a concerned glance.
"Apparently, Luan told them." added Lucy.
"Are you sure you heard them right?" asked Lincoln.
"Yes." answered Lucy firmly.
"I just can't see Luna doing something so reckless." mused Lincoln.
"Maybe's she rebelling." suggested Lynn.
"Against what?" asked Lincoln.
"The family. Society. Whatever." answered Lynn.
"That doesn't make sense." said Lincoln.
"Puberty is nuts." shrugged Lynn.
"I'm not lying." said Lucy worried.
"I've never seen Luce this shaken." noted Lynn worried.
"Neither have I." said Lincoln.
Lincoln placed his hand on Lucy's shoulder.
"We'll figure this out together." said Lincoln.
"Totally!" declared Lynn.
"Thanks." replied Lucy grateful.
"So...what do we do?" asked Lynn.
Lincoln tapped his chin.
"We'll talk to Luna and get her side of the story." answered Lincoln.
"Fine by me." replied Lynn.
Luna had enjoyed her jam session with Sam, but was totally pre-occupied with hanging with Brandon. She made an excuse to leave and headed home. Lincoln tried to talk to her, but Luna did not have the time. She raced to her room and got herself ready. Hearing a honk outside, Luna raced out with her guitar to find Brandon sitting in his red Corvette. Luna hoped in and he drove her to the house the band mates shared. Brandon grabbed a six - pack of Miller beer from the refrigerator and the two headed to his room.
"This is awesome." said Luna.
The bedroom had blue walls filled with posters and pictures of the band.
"Thanks." said Brandon.
The two sat on his bed.
"Glad ya made it." said Brandon.
"Wouldn't miss it for anything!" declared Luna.
Luna quickly gulped.
"Dammit it Loud. Keep it together." thought Luna.
Brandon only laughed.
"I like your enthusiasm." replied Brandon.
"Thanks." said Luna blushing.
Brandon pulled out two cans of beer.
"Give me one of those bad boys." requested Luna.
"That's more like it." chuckled Brandon.
Brandon gave the beer to Luna.
"Awesome." said Luna.
The two popped the tabs on the cans.
"To rock!" declared Brandon.
"To rock!" declared Luna.
The two toasted and drank.
"I think I'm getting used to this." thought Luna.
"So, where you doing anything important earlier?" asked Brandon.
"No." answered Luna.
"Cool." shrugged Brandon.
Brandon pulled out a vial of white powder.
"What is that?" asked Luna nervously.
"Blow." answered Brandon.
"You snort cocaine!" gasped Luna horrified.
"The constant touring drains ya and this keeps me going." shrugged Brandon.
Brandon pulled out a mirror, a straw and a razor blade.
"You want in?" asked Brandon.
"No way. That's stuff's poison." answered Luna.
Brandon thought for a moment then suppressed a smirk.
"If you don't want to do it then I want do it in front of you." said Brandon.
Brandon pushed his drugs and paraphernalia to the side.
"Thanks." said Luna grateful.
"It's the gentlemen thing to do." replied Brandon.
Brandon looked at the beer.
"Hey, drink up." said Brandon.
Luna looked down at her beer.
"Sure." replied Luna.
The two took a drink.
"So...have you decided about joining us?" asked Brandon.
Brandon took a large swig of beer.
"I'm just so attached to my friends. Not to mention Sam and I are dating." answered Luna unsure.
Luna matched Brandon's large swig of beer, but it was obvious her tolerance was much lower.
"I'd hate for you to never reach your full potential." said Brandon.
"What do you mean?" asked Luna confused.
"I feel like your career would soar if you joined us." answered Brandon.
Brandon finished his first beer and began on his second.
"But, my career is doing fine." replied Luna.
Luna forced down the rest of her beer and began to drink her second.
"You're performing little show and the exposure can't be great." said Brandon.
Brandon drank more.
"We where struggling before that frat party." admitted Luna.
Luna drank more.
"Just keep it in mind." requested Brandon.
The two continued drinking and chatting about music.
"ya know...I think...I'm...a...wee...bit...drunk..." slurred Luna.
"Now let's try this again." thought Brandon.
Brandon retrieved the vial of cocaine and paraphernalia.
"Wanna try some?" asked Brandon.
"I don't know..." answered Luna unsure.
"It'll be fine." replied Brandon.
In her drunken state, Luna was in no position to refuse.
"What the hell." said Luna.
Brandon poured the cocaine onto the mirror and used the razor to chop it into two lines. He then snorted his line with the straw.
"Fuck ya!" exclaimed Brandon.
Brandon handed the straw to Luna.
"Your turn." said Brandon.
Luna took a deep breath then snorted the cocaine.
"Oh shit mate! That kicks ya right in the knickers!" declared Luna, in her British accent.
Luna didn't notice the devious smile on Brandon's face.
A/N: That is where we'll end this chapter. So, Brandon has gotten Luna to fall further down the rabbit hole as it where. I alluded to this earlier in chapter three when Chad was shown experiencing the signs of cocaine use and Brandon noted he supplied it. Cocaine is a wicked drug and check out the Gordon Ramsay special (yes, that Gordon Ramsay) where he travels to Colombia and sees how its made. Also, word of her issues are spreading. Next time, Luna mulls over the offer Brandon gave her about joining while a confrontation occurs. Please review.