Mary

Just as before, the second the spell terminated, the strange feelings disappeared and the world appeared unchanged. Luna wondered what Mary was thinking at the moment. She knew her best friend was judging her for her interest in the book, but Luna couldn't help it. The thing fascinated her so dang much, even if the spells seemed bogus.

All of a sudden, Mary shot up from the couch and started dashing towards the stairs. Her face was beet red. She swept her fingers through her short, curly blonde hair as she ran.

"You okay daughter-mine?" Mrs. A asked.

"I'm fine, I just need some space," Mary called out.

"I think she's mad at me," Luna said, blushing.

Sometimes it felt less like they were best friends and more like they were a couple. Especially when they fought.

"I don't see why. I swear, my daughter can be so damn moody sometimes. Well, as always Luna, you're welcome to stick around as long as you like," Mrs. A said.

"Thanks Mrs. A, but I think I'll head home. Let things calm down."

Luna packed up her things, taking extra care to put the book in a separate pocket of her backpack. It seemed like something to treat with care. Then she rolled out, yelling goodbye to Mary as she walked through the door.

There was no response. Luna shrugged her shoulders and wondered what had set her off so bad.