The Luna Choosing Game

One of the girls came close to me, peering at my selection. “Huh. I feel like you could have done better,

Piper

She was mocking me, which I would not dignify. “I’m quite proud of this actually.”

“My friendly advice?” she said, smirking at me. I was fully prepared to ignore her, until I saw the large

container in her hand. “Needs more salt.”

I reached, but I was too slow. She had already upturned the container of salt all over my stuffed mushrooms, totally ruining them. She poured the entire container until it was empty, and then dropped it carelessly on the floor..

“Oh, dear. That might have been too much. Sorry!” She giggled as she walked away.

I stared down at my ruined food. There was no saving it. Even if I removed the massive pile of salt from

on top of the mushrooms, the taste surely had already been soaked in.

I would have to discard this batch and try again. However, since I had already used my turn at the ovens,

I now would have to wait until everyone else had finished.

Sighing, I regathered my supplies and started anew. I did as much as I could until I needed to cook. Then

I had to wait.

And I waited. And waited.

Some of the girls, I was starting to wonder, seemed like they had chosen appetizers that took extra–long

to cook, just to mock me. Or maybe the waiting was just getting to me.

I was in the kitchens until late. By the time the others had finished and left, it was well after dark. Finally, the oven beeped at my set temperature and I placed my second batch of stuffed mushrooms within it.

At the very least, this batch didn’t look quite as ugly as the last. I refrained from thinking the sabotage

was a good thing, however.

With the timer set, I sank onto a stool to wait again.

“There you are.

Nicholas walked into the

earlier daydreams about him

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girls came close to me, peering at my selection “Huh. I feel like you could

Piper.”

not dignify. I’m

She

me. I was fully prepared to ignore her,

over my stuffed mushrooms, totally ruining them. She poured the entire container until it was empty,

dear. That might have been too much. Sorry!” She giggled as she

if I removed the massive pile of salt from on top

again. However, since I had already used my turn at the ovens, I now would have to

started anew. I did as much as I could until I needed to cook. Then

to

waited. And

to wonder, seemed like they had chosen appetizers that took extra–long to cook,

and left, it was well after dark. Finally, the oven beeped at my set temperature and I placed my second batch of stuffed

quite as ugly as the last. I refrained from

a good

timer set, I sank onto a stool to wait again.

“There you are.

walked into the kitchen,

saw him, my face flushed, remembering my earlier daydreams about

Here, offered weakly, as

came closer. “All the other girls finished some

“My first batch didn’t turn out

Oh?

Too salty.

might feel the need to do something about it. If he got involved to protect me, it would only end up with more

proving to people that we didn’t still care about each other.