The Luna Choosing Game

“9?” someone gasped.

I agreed, that seemed like so many people to be eliminated all at once!

“9,” Nathan confirmed. “When you are eliminated, you are to pack your bags and immediately vacate the premises. There will be cars waiting to escort you home. There will be no arguments or reconsiderations.”

A rising mumble roused again, as the girls whispered to one another.

Many of them turned to look at me.

“The first one to go…”

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I tried to ignore them.

Soon, they stopped paying attention to me, and instead cast their dagger eyes at each other.

After Nathan’s announcement, many ‘accidents‘ seemed to consistently happen amongst the

candidates.

Spilled drinks. “How clumsy of me.”

Tripping. “You should really watch your step.”

Torn dresses. “Didn’t you notice that nail sticking out there?”

It seemed that with the quickly approaching elimination, the girls had begun to turn on one another.

Olivia and Linda were the most vicious, though neither seemed to take any action themselves. Rather, they relied on their alliances to defend them and carry out acts of subterfuge. Yet it was clear who the

masterminds were.

Fortunately for me, no one took me seriously, and they didn’t even bother hiding it.

One girl had been ready to ruin my dress with an opened lipstick case, until she realized it was me.

Sorry, Piper.”

“It’s fine.” I was happy to be considered unimportant enough to be left alone.

The next night, a banquet was held. Yet before we had even sat down, the fighting between Olivia and Linda had reached a boiling point. Though they never raised their voices, their sniping at each other had

turned lethal.

“Is that a new dress, Linda? I’m sure I saw it on sale last season.

“Oh, Olivia, you must have trouble telling the decades apart, which would explain your hairstyle.”

Olivia and Linda smiled tightly at each other.

Then, Olivia ‘tripped‘ and spilled her red wine all down the front of Linda’s mauve gown.

“Oops. How terribly clumsy of me.” Olivia held out a tissue. “This might help.

Linda’s face turned red. “Why, you!” She moved to slap Olivia, but Olivia ducked out of the way just in

time.

had been standing just behind her. That slap was now

caught Linda’s wrist, stilling her. Her eyes

all the way to

was absolutely not

yourself,” he said, and threw her

moment, but never managed to form coherent

out of the room.

girls made soft noises of

she was,

herteme

showing, she might

I was about to thank him

But he spoke

aware of

Did he just imply being almost slapped was my own

it clear I was not thankful –

narrowed his

stepping between us. “Piper, will

at me, he looked at Julian like he was trying to

1. uh. The sudden question made my head spin. I already sat across from Julian. Why would he ask

me to move closer?

then he motioned to the chair I would be moving

sight of the Luna

wanted me to move would give me two chairs as a buffer. And one of those chairs would be filled by Julian himself, who could easily deflect

at Nicholas. “You don’t have a problem with that, do you,

his cuffs.

don’t know.” Julian

“9?” someone gasped.

seemed like so many people to be

eliminated, you are to pack your bags and immediately vacate the premises. There will be cars waiting to escort

rising mumble roused again, as the girls

them turned

first one to

||

to

and instead cast their dagger eyes at

Nathan’s announcement, many ‘accidents‘ seemed to

candidates.

“How clumsy of

“You should really watch

you notice that nail sticking out

the quickly approaching elimination, the girls

were the most vicious, though neither seemed to take any action themselves. Rather, they relied on their alliances to defend them and carry out acts of subterfuge. Yet

masterminds were.

me seriously, and

ready to ruin my dress with an opened lipstick case, until

Sorry, Piper.”

be

fighting between Olivia and Linda had reached a boiling point. Though they never raised their voices,

turned lethal.

a new dress, Linda? I’m sure I saw it on sale last

telling the decades apart, which would explain your