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.

just behind her. That slap was now

caught Linda’s wrist, stilling her. Her eyes

the way to

absolutely not

he said,

never managed to form coherent words.

out of the room.

made soft noises of excitement, and for good

a front–runner, but here she was, losing her temper enough

herteme

she might

me. I was about to thank him for stopping that slap. It would have

he

more aware

my tongue. Did he just imply being almost

for the advice,” I said, snidely, making it clear I was not thankful

narrowed his eyes at

was exactly when Julian cut in, stepping between us.

me, he looked at Julian

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

me to move closer?

moving to. My previous spot had put me in direct line

sight of the Luna

me to move would give me two chairs as a buffer. And one of those chairs would be filled

have a problem

at his cuffs.

don’t know.” Julian

“9?” someone gasped.

like so many

“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

mumble roused again, as the girls

turned to look at

one

||

to ignore

and instead

‘accidents‘ seemed to consistently happen

candidates.

drinks. “How clumsy of

“You should really watch your

you notice that nail sticking out

with the quickly approaching elimination, the girls had begun to turn on one

neither seemed to take any action themselves. Rather, they relied on their alliances to defend them

masterminds were.

took me seriously, and they didn’t even bother hiding

to ruin my dress with an opened lipstick case, until she realized it was

Sorry, Piper.”

fine.” I was happy to be considered unimportant

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

turned lethal.

Linda? I’m sure I

trouble telling the decades