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“Maybe tomorrow after practice again?” I texted back, letting out a sigh as I flopped onto my bed, closing my eyes to mentally gear up for the chaos that awaited me the next day.
The following morning, I woke up to my phone ringing. I groggily picked it up, answering without glancing at the caller ID, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
“Hey, I already told your friends that Billie’s crew is here, so get ready to meet a few new faces,” my manager’s voice chimed through the line. I hummed in response before saying goodbye and heading downstairs.
My pets were already at their bowls, eagerly awaiting breakfast. After feeding them, I whipped up something quick for myself, devoured it, then jumped in the shower.
Twenty minutes later, I emerged and headed straight to my walk-in closet. Since we were set to record “Salamin, Salamin” today, we were instructed to wear anything we want. I threw on a white long-sleeved crop top and blue pants.
I applied a light touch of makeup—just some mascara, lip gloss, and a hint of blush for that natural look. After brushing my hair, I put it up on a half up half down tie (or whatever you describe it), grabbed my keys, phone, and essentials, and tossed everything into my purse. Lastly, laced up my white sneakers—no brand preference here, just whatever looks good.
I knew my pets would behave while I was gone, so I never bothered bringing them to work. Since we were borrowing Billie’s studio, which was a bit of a trek, I called an Uber. My ride showed up shortly, and I directed him to the studio address.
As I arrived at the studio, a nagging feeling of dread settled in my gut. Something was off, and I couldn’t shake it.
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Honestly, I was at a loss. The atmosphere in the studio was so tense, it felt like I could hear a pin drop. My friends were buzzing with excitement to meet the group borrowing my and Finneas’s studio. When Zoe and Drew arrived, they were all friendly, chatting like old pals.
But then Ryan walked in, and the seven members of the group—Y/N still hadn’t arrived—went completely silent, as if they had just seen a ghost. This weird tension hung in the air for about fifteen minutes, while Zoe and Drew stood by me, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing.
Then, Y/N appeared, her smile faltering as her eyes widened when she spotted Ryan. “Y/N?” he called out, breaking the awkward silence.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked, trying to sound calm as her friends moved closer to her. I noticed Drew gulping nervously, her eyes darting between Ryan and Y/N, like she was slowly piecing everything together.
“Y’all know each other?” I asked, pointing at Ryan, Drew, and Y/N, who was glaring daggers at Ryan, silently cursing him. What the hell was going on?
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I froze for a moment, my eyes locking onto Drew—the girl from that night. My chest tightened, but I forced myself to remain composed. She looked different in person—softer, maybe. Honestly, I couldn’t even be that mad at her. How could I blame her? She probably didn’t know Ryan was a cheating bastard.
But Ryan? That was another story.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady as my friends moved in closer, radiating tension.
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FanficCover looks kinda shitty but hope you like it Just read it, it's really good, I swear. This book has been in my draft for wayyyyyyyyy too long, so I'm focusing on this one first, coz why not Anyways, like what the title says, it's a Billie Eilish X...
