The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0582

The rain poured down so heavily that it was even starting to reach us in the covered deck. Elva dove to cover her precious coloring book pages.

"Everyone, inside!" Nicholas said.

We grabbed our things and hurried inside. I helped Elva with her crayons and coloring pages, careful not to get them any damper than they already were.

The moment we were inside, the storm truly began outside. Lightning struck and wind howled.

"So much for volleyball," Jessica grumbled.

A particularly loud thunderclap made Elva jump. She cuddled closer to me, hugging my thigh.

As we were standing around there, watching the storm outside the windowed sliding glass door, Selma came out from the kitchen. When she saw us - or rather, when she saw Elva crying, she came forward, leaned down, and asked her, "How would you like some ice cream, little one?"

As I came with Elva into the kitchen, I quickly learned from the excess of ice cream in the fridge, that Selma was looking for ways to get rid of the ice cream. She had planned many big desserts for our remaining nights, but with our trip ending early, there was no longer any need for such surplus.

If the ice cream stayed after we all left, it would just go to waste and have to be thrown away.

Because of this, twenty minutes later, all of the candidates, even Bridget, and the princes and Elva, had a pint of ice cream each as we lounged around in the living room.

The sugary ice cream was helping with everyone's mood somewhat. No one was mad about the storm anymore. Jessica had even put on a couple of records, upbeat dance music.

Yet still the overall mood was still glum. What was supposed to be a fun island beach vacation had turned into more or less a nightmare.

I was still determined to lift up everyone's mood.

"Since we're all already here, why don't we play a game?" I asked.

"We can't play volleyball," Jessica said.

"It doesn't have to be athletic," I said. Especially not with us feeding our faces with ice cream. "We could play something else... like... charades!"

Everyone looked around.

"I don't know..." Veronica said.

clapped her hand. "I think it's a great

looking at her. "You

said. "That could be great fun! It's the best rainy day

eyes. "Fine. I guess it could be

Veronica. She

you want to, Piper," Julian

the floor, her coloring pages and crayons in the space

Julian, and Veronica on a separate

so adamantly. It was just a silly party game, not a challenge or an

little better, when she returned with a bowl of words written on scraps of paper, because standing behind her was a camera

had taken a hit lately with her terrible behavior. This

about it. Let her do whatever she

picked the spot outside of Jessica, farthest from Bridget

Bridget said. "I'll go

I just barely caught myself before I could roll my eyes. With the camera catching all, I

pulled out one. She wasn't

an easy one!" she announced before putting the paper in her pocket. "Now, don't feel back, Piper's team, if you don't do as

I looked at each

groaned. "Get on with

Selma had brought them. The chime was set to go off

"Go!" Jessica said.

began making some kind of motion. I wasn't sure what she was trying to do? She was gyrating her body, kind of like a fish out of water

"Dancing?" Jessica said.

meant that guess

Nicholas said, which showed how well we were in sync. That was exactly what

stopped moving to glare

and she

Being electrocuted?" Jessica shouted, calling one quickly after

continued her

shook his

"Bubbles? Mermaids? Trying on

her strange movements. "Come

opened his mouth. He

in confusion. "You didn't even