Becoming the Luna Chapter 75

I roll off the bed in laughter, clutching my stomach as I throw my legs around in happiness.

Dale holds an ice pack to his head with a disgruntled expression on his. "It's nice to know that seeing us in pain is making you this happy."

Virgil has his own ice pack against his jaw and this just makes laugh harder. "Next ti you'll think twice before playing a trick on ." I say smugly, still gasping from laughter.

"How were we supposed to know that Shana was teaching you jujutsu?" Virgil grumbles.

"I heard my na." Shana slides into the room, a happy expression on her face. "Anyone wants a new ice pack?" She advertises.

We both burst out laughing at their unhappy expressions, they hadn't calculated landing on my shoes.

"Dinner is ready." She finally says when our laughing dies down.

"So what are we going to do tomorrow?" Shana asks when we're relaxing on the porch and just staring at the stars and the ocean roaring against the beach.

"I know!" I exclaim with a sudden burst of inspiration. "Let's go to an amusent park!"

Shana freezes. "No, no, anything but that."

"You're not getting away scot-free after putting in heels." I wag a finger at her.

Dale touches his head and winces. "Heels that nearly killed us."

"W-Wait, why don't we vote?" Shana suggests shakily, a hopeful expression on her face.

Virgil instantly raises a hand. "I vote for Hayden's idea."

" too." Dale agrees too. "You're the reason he wore heels after all."

Shana's gulps at this. "No!" She wails, hiding her face in her hands.

"I hear they have one of the biggest rollercoasters." I say with barely concealed excitent. "I can't wait to get on it."

Shana makes dying noises at my words and gets up. "I'm going to go cry in my room." She says in a pouty voice.

"Shana, wait!" Dale gets up to go after her. "Co on, don't be like that, the amusent park is not so bad."

Their voices get distant the deeper into the house they go. "Don't talk to , traitor."

"Shana"

I turn away from the door to see Virgil staring at with a serious expression.

"What? Is there sothing on my face?"

"Who was that? Back in the mall." He asks seriously, looking bothered.

I hide a small smile - the overprotective person -

"Blake, rember him? He was the one that thought I was a girl."

Virgil has a look of disgust on his face. "He still thinks you are?"

I laugh lightly. "Maybe, but the first ti he saw I was in a dress, there's no way I'm telling him the truth now."

"You'd have to see him again for that to happen." Virgil rolls his eyes.

"What's wrong with that?" I tease. "I an he even gave his phone number."

"Are you talking about this?" Virgil brings out a crumpled piece of paper and I gasp, searching my pockets.

"How did you get that?"

He just shrugs and rips it to shreds. "It fell out."

"You're lying." I deadpan, smiling softly at the self accomplished expression on his face. "Jealous idiot."

"Hey, if soone is dumb enough to think you're a girl, that on them."

"Dale thought so." I shrug.

"I know, he's dumb."

I laugh at the quick way he says it and lean back into the support of the lawn chair, just watching the sky.

"You know, I didn't accept any of their phone numbers." He says and my head whips to him to see his eyes closed.

"Why are you telling ?" I try to say nonchalantly. "I don't care if you did."

"So you won't mind if I go on a date tomorrow?"

Emotions blind so that I'm reacting before I can logically think through his words but it's Virgil, I never think straight when it cos to him.

"What?" I exclaim before catching myself in ti. "I-I an, I don't really care."

He nods knowingly, a small smile on his face. "Sure you don't, jealous kitten."

Red splashes across my cheeks and even though I know that there's no way that Virgil can see it in the dimness of the night, I still drag the edges of my hair together to hide it.

"I'm not jealous." I pout.

"The color of your cheeks say otherwise." He points out teasingly.

I gasp in mock horror. "No fair, how can you see ?"

"I don't have to."

I go quiet after this, feeling incredibly peaceful even though things are still very complicated.

The peaceful feeling lasts until sothing tickles my nose and I sneeze hard.

"Alright, it's ti to go in." Virgil shoots to his feet to co to hover over . "You've already caught a cold."

I roll to my side to ignore his looming presence. "I've not caught anything, it's just dust." I pout, still wanting to enjoy the quiet of the night.

Another sneeze tickles my nose again and I try to hide it but it just cos out as a tiny explosion.

"While your sneezing is cute, you're really going to catch a cold, plus it's really late, and I'm pretty sure there are mosquitoes at the beach."

I hide my face in my hands. "I'm not cold, and sneezes can't be cute, just go on in I'll co late" Another sneeze let's rip and Virgil stops trying to convince before I can recover from sneezing, he picks up and makes his way in.

I end up sneezing all the way to his room and Virgil fixes this by bundling up in a couple of his thick sweaters, who even bring sweaters to a sumr vacation?

"Virgil, I'm sweating." I complain to him as he moves around the room, closing up the windows and fiddling with the air-con - did I ntion that he's doing all these while he's shirtless?

"That's good." He murmurs to .

I blink. "What? No! That's not good at all!" I'm bundled up in thick blankets like a sausage so there's no way I can free my hands to get out of the sweaters in drowning in.

He just ignores and goes about making sure that the room is the temperature of a sauna.

"I sneeze once and you're throwing in a boiling pot?" I accuse him.

He just gets on the blankets beside and places a kiss on my damp forehead. "No you sneezed twenty tis and I'm just trying to get you warm, goodnight, Hay."