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chapter eight

I hear Violet chewing her gum as she approaches the lunch table coming up behind us. "Hey guys," I can hear the smile on her face as she slides in the seat opposite me, next to Luke.

"Violet?" I gasp at her new hair, the new silver hair flowing from her same middle parting, down to just past her shoulders, "Your hair!" I almost shout, almost like she wouldn't have known that her hair is now silver and a lot shorter than it was yesterday.

She lets out a small laugh, looking towards Luke who seems just to be staring at her hair. "I'll take that as a compliment?" she almost asks, making me laugh a little.

"Y-yeah that's what I meant," I let out a small laugh, "It looks really good," I send her a small smile, looking at Luke through the corner of my eye, as he just stares at her and her new hair.

I look down to my plate as Luke and Violet begin to talk to each other, as Michael slowly leans into me. "You alright?" he whispers, I look slightly up to him, as he sits to my left.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just suddenly feel a little weird - that's all." He nods in response, as I spot Calum with his tray on the other side of the cafeteria, walking over. I send him a small wave, as he tries to do the same, loosing his balance and almost loosing control of the tray. I let out a loud laugh, everyone on the table shooting their heads up, including Luke and Violet, who were minutes before in their own little world. I look back up to Calum who is now rapidly walking towards us, his cheeks a burnt red.

"You did that on purpose," Cal whines as he takes a seat next to Violet, a smirk still plastered on my lips.

"I did not do such a thing!" I pretend to gasp, Cal just rolling his eyes, letting out a small chuckle, my gaze still diverting to the two opposite me who seem to be edging closer and closer together. I roll my eyes, Calum's eyes trailing to Violet's hair, his mouth opening a little, looking to me and then back to her, pointing at her in the process.

"Her hair?" he asks, obviously shocked, I let out a small laugh, nodding.

He just nods in response, his mouth curving into a slight response, showing that he likes it. I sit, almost staring at him, forcing to avoid looking at the two canoodling across the table. Cal looks up from his sandwich furrowing his eyebrows, "What?" he asks, with his mouth full of whatever sandwich he has got today.

I shake my head, not intending to say anything, a smile still on my face as I giggle a little at Cal talking with his mouth full. "Fleur, you coming to our band practice today?" Michael asks, turning my head to be inches away from his. He looks down to my lips, then back up to my eyes, licking his bottom lip.

"U-uh, yeah I am," I stammer, luckily no one noticing as Violet and Luke are engrossed in their conversation and cute Calum is engrossed in his sandwich. Michael just smirks in response, nodding before turning back to his food.

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"Luke pay attention!" Cal groans, as Luke turns around to face him, waving his hands up in defeat, making his way towards the band, away from Violet for about the seventh time in the past half an hour. He swings his guitar around to his front, ready to play some chords.

"So what are we practicing then?" he asks, innocently, trying to act as if the boys haven't had the same conversation a good ten times this afternoon. I throw my head back groaning, as I look towards the ceiling, my head resting on the back of Cal's couch, in his basement. I hear Violet let out a small laugh next to me, turning my head to look at her. I can tell she's looking at Luke as they exchange small glances as the boys begin to play, what sounds like 'Close as Strangers', a song they wrote a while ago.

I pull my legs up to my chest as I flick my head up as the boys begin to sing, a small smile appearing on my face, a feeling building in my chest as they finish the chorus. I follow the gaze of each boy, finally landing on Michael, as he meets my gaze, he sends me a wink, causing me to let out a small laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "They're so good," Violet whispers, either to herself, or me, I can't tell.