Luna stepped inside and snapped Buttercup's leash off her collar as she set free in the house. Her mom was making eggs and bacon for breakfast.
"Hungry?" Her mom asked, lifting up a plate of scrambled eggs and three pieces of crispy bacon.
"Starved," she replied, snatching the plate from her mother's hands and gobbling them down.
"Hey, mom. Do you know anyone named Ryan," Luna asked, gulping down a forkful of eggs. Her mother froze and dropped a plate that was in her hand. It crashed to the ground, pieces going everywhere.
"Oh, dear," She replied, as she went to go grab the broom and dustpan. Luna stood up to help her mother, when her mother stopped her.
"So, where did you meet this… Ryan, fellow?" She asked, dumping the debris in the garbage can.
"At the park, when I took Buttercup," Luna said with suspicion.
"Interesting. Luna, why don't you head to your room, while I finish cleaning this up."
"I mean, are you sure I-"
"Go on ahead," Her mother interrupted. Luna swiftly walked back to her room, Buttercup following. She quietly shut the door and sat on her bed. Why did her mother start acting suspiciously when she talked about Ryan? Luna was startled by the sound of voices coming from the living room. She tip toed outside and hid around the corner, as her mother was on the phone.
"I don't know. She told me she saw Ryan, but I don't think that she still remembers him," Her mother muttered to her phone.
"I hope he didn't say anything to her. The last thing we need is the memory spell wearing off on her. Ryan is bad news, and she needs to stay away from him at all costs. No matter what they cannot be together," Her mother finished, hanging up the phone. Luna raced to her room to shut the door when fear crept up behind her. So many questions filled her mind in a jumble, she began to have a headache. Luna looked at her phone and noticed something odd. Flipping through her contacts to find Sarah's number, she stumbled upon a contact she had never seen before. It read "My love 3" and had a number she didn't recognize. Luna pressed the Call button and hoped someone would answer. Someone reluctantly picked up, and the voice sounded oddly familiar.
"Luna?! Is that you? Is something wrong? ," The sad voice said. She hung up the phone in shock and threw it on her bed, as if it had turned into a bug. No genius had to figure out who was on the phone. But the only question that remained in her mind is, why is Ryan's number in my phone and labeled "My love 3" Luna snatched her phone from the bed and called the number again.
"Luna why do you-"
"Meet me at the park, now," Luna said, harshly. She hung up the phone and grabbed her coat. She quickly combed out her hair and glanced at the clock. It was noon, that would give her plenty of time to figure out what the hell is going on. Luna raced to the door right passed her mother.
"Mom, I'm meeting Sarah for coffee, I'll be home soon,"
"Alright, bring your cell phone," Her mom replied, not even glancing up at Luna. Luna slammed the door shut and walked down the street to the park, where Ryan was, sitting on a bench under the trees to block out the burning sun.
