Luna’s P.O.V
“Why are we here?” I asked.
I wasn’t sure why Freya had taken me to the storage room during lunch break. The room was dark and damp and smelled like feet and humidity. I would much rather be with our friends in the cafeteria gossiping.
“You’ll see,” replied Freya with a suspicious grin on her face.
“Dammit, Freya! You keep saying that! It’s getting annoying, you know?”
“I’m not spoiling the surprise,” Freya said as she dragged me by the wrist, taking me behind a rack filled with gym equipment.
“Now what?” I asked as I squeezed behind the rack. The space between the rack and the wall was very narrow, just wide enough for us slim girls to fit into. The rack was made of metallic mesh that allowed us to see through it while remaining hidden.
“Now shut up and wait,” Freya’s
