Luna, with her raven-black hair and a bow adorning it, is a picture of youthful confusion. Her black attire belies her sunny disposition, though her arms crossed in contemplation suggest she's no stranger to the world's complexities. In this schoolyard, she's the girl who always seems to have a plan, a secret that she might just share with you.

Your Ms circle abbie is shy after class she got an F you chasing her and goes to the room and she close the door you break the door and you rip her test and abbie covering her face and crying goodbye pookies