About a month has passed since that night. Clarabella hasn't talked to Alex since, nor the rest of the group. The night seemed more like a dream than reality and felt like it would be weird if she reached out to him. She wanted to, really bad, but didn't want to seem too desperate and eager to be friends with them so she just left it.
Well, Alex hasn't tried to contact me either so obviously he forgot about me or he just doesn't care.
As she was sitting at the small brown table, resting her face on her hand while scribbling on the copybook in front of her, her mind was somewhere else.
The final bell vibrated through the school to signal the end of the school day. Clarabella packed up her things from the desk in front of her and began walking swiftly down the halls, arms crossed, with her iPod connecting to her earphones which were resting in her ears.
She heard muffled shouting but decided to ignore it since it was normal for people to be loud leaving school on a Friday, excited for the weekend.
As she was continued to strut down the halls she felt someone pull her bag and rip one of her earphones out of her ears.
"Oi, Bella!" She turns to look at the face who rudely disrupted her from her music.
Fucking Ryan."What do you want Ryan?" She asks in a cold tone.
He smirks at her. "I'm comin' to yer little sing-song tonight."Clara started to feel her palms become clammy and her body start to heat up with annoyance. "The fuck you are." She scowled with raised eyebrows, crossing her arms impossibly tighter around herself.
The last time he showed up to her performance he and his friends threw things at her for "a laugh", as he called it.
"Ah, why not hunny?" He said in a mocking manner.
"Um, it could be the fact that you and your friends are complete wankers with nothing else to do but throw shit at someone while they are performing? Also, call me 'hunny' again and I'll break your fucking jaw." Clarabella spat.A chorus of 'Ooh''s came from behind Ryan, Clara didn't realise his group of friends were standing a few meters behind him, watching eagerly for something exciting to happen. Ryan just chuckled with an amused look on his face and told her to 'look for him in the crowd of old men'.
Clarabella was well able to stand up for herself but instead she walked away, putting her earphone back into her ear, not wanting to cause a bigger scene than she already did.
Her and Ryan were friends when they were younger, but when Clara caught feelings for him, he found out and told everyone. Since then Clara despised him and everything he did.*************
That night while setting up to perform as she usually does on a Friday night, she saw a group of familiar faces who she wasn't expecting to be there that night. A big smile grew on her face upon realising who they were.
Her and Alex caught each other's glance and he gave her a nod and smirk as a greeting. She gave him a friendly smile in return. Alex then got up from his seat and started walking over to her.
"I 'aven't heard from you in a while." He smirked as he neared her.
"I'm so sorry, I've just been busy with school and music and shit, so I haven't been able to call." Clarabella lied as she was setting up her microphone stand.
"Don't worry love, I'm only kiddin'" he grinned.
Clara continued to set up until she paused and look at Alex with an accusing look on her face.
"Actually," Clarabella squinted her eyes at Alex, "I haven't heard from you either. Phone goes both ways, mate."
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FanfictionSeventeen year old Clarabella Middleton meets twenty year old Alex Turner while performing at a pub. She does gigs at pubs to make some money for herself. Alex helps her exceed but with a rocky start. Clarabella goes through many heartbreaks before...