The devil wears prada

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Michelle's POV:

The next day; I woke up from clara's soft tap. Her evil smirk and her prada dress made me even mor jealous.

"I am going out to see Finn... Bye!" she told me ... pretending to be innocent.

Once I got dressed, I followed her out. I saw them laughing and kissing. I could feel the tears starting to form in my eyes. I sat down on the bench, crying. A girl, about my age, sat next to me looking at them.

"She's stole your guy didn't you?"

The girl's POV:

The girl next to me continued crying. 

"I've been watching you... not in a stalkerish kinda way - wait - let me sart over. I'm Ariane... I'm also really into art, I'm trying to get into a really good art university and am practising. I saw you drawing and chatting every-day to that boy. Untill she came along."

"I... tried...but she came along"

Clara's POV:

I could see them look at me. Michelle and that girl. I didn't do anything. If I did, Michelle would tell me right? I mean... I'm her best friend! SHe was looking at me like I was some sort of devil.

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