A/N: Listen to Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men for Luna's part, then listen to Look After you by the Fray for Liam's
Luna Jules Payne
I have MPD.
Multiple Personality Disorder.
I have 3 personalities. I'd like you to meet them.
There's Skylie, she's a writer. She's 13.
There's Olivia, she's an 11 year old dancer. She's mean, and she hurts people.
There's Savannah, she's 5.
And finally there's me. I'm Luna, I think. I'm 18, and I'm a Special. I am good. I am the Earth power.
"Shut up Luna, you can't fight! "
That's Olivia, she always says that. I live in an apartment with my friend, Danielle. She's nice, my brother likes her a lot.
I even saw them kissing, once.
"Oooh! He's gonna get cooties! boys are gross!"
Savannah always worries about cooties.
"Luna! Are you okay?" Danielle walks into my room with some coffee for the both of us.
"Yes, Skylie says hi." I nod and smile.
"I don't like Danielle, she takes away Liam!"
"Shut up Livia, Liam likes her, so we like her!" Skylie replies.
"SHUT UP IS A BAD WORD SKYLIE!"
"I'm bored, you?" she leans back on my bed frame.
"We are too Danielle!" all three of them chant.
"Yeah, what do you want to do? Maybe Just Dance?" I suggest.
"Sure, whatever."
"Why was Danielle being mean?" Savannah asks.
"Because she just is, okay?" Olivia screams.
We walk out to the media room, and Danielle powers on the Wii. She slides in the Just Dance 2 CD, and turns on both Wii remotes.
"Can we do Tik Tok? I know that's your weakness." I smirk and wink.
"Luna, remember, I'm a dancer. I have no weakness. But okay.." I press A, and we start. I follow the moves, my stick straight, short, brown hair flying like mad, while Danielle's curls look glamorous while dancing.
"Well duh, dipshit. She's a dancer, of course she looks glamorous!" Olivia rolls her eyes.
"Skylie, what's a dipshit?" Savannah tugs on Skylie's arm.
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