My Luna's Hearts

ctly from the little airhead. Aida lifts her bag as I glare at my phone, "Are you trying to use a hidden power, Bee?" She asked me teasingly; I had grown extremely close to Aida, and these fe

ar and quickly start the classes, or you can combine them; there is no reason you can not do both, you are the Luna Beep." I smiled because that was the queue; since I made those collars, they have been branded Luna Beep. This is how I know they will not make my stay a living hell; as soon as I finished shaking her hand, she began talking to Aida, who was having a difficult time with the Director; an assistant from the school told me she would take me to my room, but I refused because the Director was not being fair to Aida. "Luna or not, we did inform you that these classes are not provided for free; they must be paid in advance before you can complete your high school diploma, begin your courses, and graduate." I turned them and marched myself to the Director, carrying my bag. I hit my credit card out, "it appears Director. Dotting has forgotten that Luna King has been under my pack's care until she can have her Luna ceremony, to inform you once more, Director. Everything should have been paid in full before we arrived, but it hasn't. We will patiently await the confirmation code from the academy." Aida appeared to have been rescued from a bear by an Angel. The director and her assistant left to do the check-up while I went in my cell to inform my pack, but before I did, Aida texted me, after which she kissed my cheek. My face felt hot after her kiss, and I decided to ignore the fact that I am blushing after a girl kissed me. I checked my cellphone to see what she had written. Aida| I would kiss you for saving my fat ass like a freaking Prince Charming! The text caused me to go from a small blush to a full-blown red tomato, so I turned to the side and began massaging my face to remove the blush; I can not believe I might have a crush on a girl! This cannot be happening; I have never found a girl attractive; thank God for saving me tomorrow. I planned my birthday because I knew I had school or, in my case, academic exams to pass before starting my academic lessons, "Are you okay there, Bee?" She inquired, and I nodded, hesitant to speak for fear of sounding puberty-squeaky. Hell no, I would die from embarrassment. "Are you sure?" She continued to press the issue, and I was just waiting for the director to save my furry behind, but to