The next morning Luna was on her way to meet Alex for class. She started to run, not wanting to be late. She fell and twisted her ankle. Jordon wasn’t far behind.
Alex waited impatiently. At a quarter after, he locked up and decided to go look for her. He pounded his fist on the roof of the car, just before getting in.
Jordon saw him drive off. He had Luna draped over his shoulder. He got worried and set her down.