Rejected Luna: He wants me back
ELIJAH
I settle onto the bench beside the tree, stealing a glance at the book nestled in his lap. Harry Potter. Perfect.
"Who's your favorite character?" I ask, trying to sound casual.
He glances up, his dark eyes meeting mine for a fleeting moment before diving back into the book. Well, that's not surprising. He doesn't know me, after all. I’m just another stranger.
"I like Dumbledore," I blurt out, hoping to spark a conversation. Not my most smooth move. I am going to fail today.