Luna’s pov
We went for dinner and Drake didn’t have a valid reason for it.
His reason was, and I quote “the near-death experience I just had made me realize that we don’t sit around and eat together as much as we should,”.
As if that wasn’t strange enough Amber actually agreed with him.
I mean I don’t know what’s going on in their heads, but they are up to something.
I have to worry about whoever is behind the teenage assassin's scheme.
And now I have to worry about whatever it is that they are up to.
We had dinner and people started saying goodbye and leaving so Blake and I stood up as well and left.
As we were walking Blake held my hand and I smiled.
I looked at our entwined hands before looking at him.
As we were walking I realized something.
I looked at my hand and my r
