Until I Met You (UNDER RECONSTRUCTION)

Chapter 7

Hey guys! I apologize in advance if this chapter isn't that good. I had a really rough week. It's really hard to handle, and to make things worse I had writer's block. *putting in sarcasm* WOOHOO!

I'd like to thank you guys for the many reads and votes. I got over 100 reads. I nearly freaked out over it. I nearly screamed out loud. I held it in just so people don't think I'm a weirdo. Well an even bigger weirdo than I am now. Oh well...

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Chapter 7
Noah's POV

I woke up. When I did wake up, all the outcomes had come back to me. It was 5:45 when I woke up. I had realized I wasn't at my house. Suddenly I heard little barks. I turned my head, and saw a pug. It kept staring at me as if I were the foe. I hope I wasn't.

That's when I heard footsteps. I literally flinched, when I realized it was Lily. She was dressed in red plaid hoodie. With a black tank top underneath and the same color red shorts. Her shoes were black Chuck Taylor High Top Converse.

"Good morning. Breakfast is on the table. Though you can get dressed first if you like. The bathroom is down the hall. Third door on your left," Lily gives a bright cheeky smile. It was like excitement was bursting out of her with a dash of happiness.

"I'll go get dressed, then I'll eat," Lily nods. Suddenly it was like her excitement and happiness drained out of her. She walks away to the kitchen in the other room.

I wondered why she seemed upset. Did I do something........?

Lily's POV

When Noah said he'd rather get ready first then have breakfast, I kinda got upset. I know weird, but I do have a reason. I just rather not say.

Anyways, I raced upstairs to my room. I grabbed the three notebooks that kept me strong besides my friends and family. My journal. It's like a diary. Though I consider it my journal. Diary is more of a girlie term. The "Journal" is filled with everything in my life that I've never shared or things I'd need to let out into paper. My "Music Journal" is filled with songs I love to listen to. Songs that invigorates me. Some of the songs have to do my life. From love songs to break up songs to inspiring songs to party songs. From acoustic to upbeat songs. Music is what gives me strength. A strength when everyone else isn't there. Then there's my "Song Journal." The journal has songs I've ever wrote. From what I go through or when I'm bored. It has everything I need to say. I have another journal to write scraps of it. So I think of songs to write my songs. Just no one has never heard them. Besides my family. Everyone swore not to tell anyone 'cause those songs aren't really something I want to share. No one knows that I sing or play instruments besides the violin, clarinet, piano, and guitar. General school instruments.

I want to tell people of my musical side. I'm in love with Broadway, musicals, plays, etc. I've danced since I was two. Every type of styles of dance. Ballet, Pointe, hip hop, jazz, lyrical, salsa, mamba, tango, etc. All of this might seem girly, but performing and music, the arts, is what kept me going after all these years.

Anyways, I grabbed the three notebooks and rushed down stairs with everything I need for school. As I entered the kitchen, I saw my brothers rushing to the table, my dad preparing breakfast, and something I'd never seen that I hope that will stay in my life until I know, though I don't know why,

Noah was sitting there besides Dante. With a full on conversation with my dad and my brothers. Since it was a room full of boys. I felt like an intruder, and outsider, a hobo that hasn't seen the world just yet that lives on the street. By the way, I come up with all these scenarios and events that I know might never happen but could. Even if it was life vs. death. It was just like that. Weird I know.

Moving on. Once I walked in, everyone was looking at me. It awkwardness that was showing off and coming in made everything so... so.. so.. awkwarder.... I don't even know. I sat down on the other side of Noah. Trying my best not to blush. On the other side of me on the right was Andrew. I glanced at him. He had a mischievous smile. He came close to me and whispered in a baby voice in the end, "Dude, stop blushing. Pretty sure that dude can notice. Not to mention..... someone has a wittle crush on a someone..." looking all gushy and romantic to mock and tease my so called "little" well in his words "wittle" crush on.... you know who... Don't need to say who. You just know. ... I hope...

After the breakfast, Noah and I said our goodbyes and walked to school. It was already 7:05, and Talia. Katy, and Christine weren't out yet. Weird. Noah and I talked of course. If anyone was wondering. Bet not. Anyways... Noah and I were talking, suddenly I felt a few pair of hands on my shoulder. I turn around and screamed. I'm usually not scared about these kinda things, but when the people that scare you are like 5-7 inches from your face, it'll startle you. It's like when people do that thing when they clap their hands in your face trying to make you flinch or blink. Now you flinch or blink, now that's if you do, for a reason. Hope we're on the same page right now, but anyways you don't want people snapping, clapping, whatever in your face now do you. It's like when someone's going to slap you in the face soon.. get what I mean? It was Talia and Katy. Christine just smiled. She was standing to the side. Noah was standing there with awkwardness reflecting off of him. (A/N: not to offend anyone but yeah. That annoys me like so much but thankfully it barely happens. Sorry if I offended anyone I apologize.)

"How ya doin'?" Christine asked. She's like the "mature" one out of Talia, Katy, and her. Well not really. You see we're all, including Alexis and Amy, a bunch of crazy, weird, smart, awkward potatoes. Or in other words.. we're a bunch of psycho people. Not like the kind of psycho people that murder people or whatever, but like psycho people that are always crazy and hype. Get it. If not never mind...

"I was good that's until I have a bunch of crazy people jump at me!" I exclaimed, "No offense..."

"None taken," Talia smiles.

The five of us have reached the school. As we enter in, I feel stares at us. Mostly to Noah or myself. "What the heck is goin' on?" I thought. People are whispering and just staring. What happened that caused to bring attention to Noah and myself?



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It's lunch time. I was with Noah sitting outside having lunch. NOT ON A DATE. It was just crowded in the cafeteria...

The whole day was fine. Except for the stares and whispers that have been going on. Just like a couple minutes ago some cheerleaders were glaring and whispering things. Like what the heck...

Suddenly, my best friends are running up to with worried expressions. "What?" I asked.

They didn't look so happy unlike earlier.

"Did you know...?," Amy is out of breath from the running they all did.

"That...," Katy took in a deep breath.

"You....," Alexis had the same reaction.

"Are.....," Talia nearly fainted from the shortness of breath. Christine took a deep breath and began to talk.

"Caught up in a rumor with Noah?" Christine finished up the sentence.

Caught up in a rumor ...

Caught up in a rumor ...

Caught up in a rumor ... with Noah ...

Caught up in rumor with Noah ......

My eyes widen. I looked with Noah. He had the same results.

"Wait...," Noah first says, "what do you mean 'caught up in a rumor'?"

"I don't know, but people were saying that they saw you to walking home after school....together....," Christine explains, "and sometime during the night someone saw you two entering Lily's house. So people suspect that you two are ... dating..."

Noah's POV

"Uhhhhhh...," is all I'm thinking right now. I looked at Lily. She didn't seem too happy about it.

"Yeeeaaaahhh right," Lily extended the "yeah" to make it stand out. "Like if that was true. Me and Noah. Um.... no. No offense Noah...."

Though once she said that ..... I was gone.

Lily's POV

After what I said. I regretted it. To be honest. I actually like him. To the point where it's not even funny. My friends' faces were shocked. I gave myself a slap in the head. I quickly got up.

"I didn't mean to, " I said. "I didn't mean it like that. Agh!"

"Let's go find him!" Christine suggests. I nod, and we all head off.

I didn't mean to hurt him. I like him. And I hurt him. You're friends with a guy for only like two days, and you already hurt him. Agh.....

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I know it's not that good. I feel like I'm rushing things. Also I apologize for it being long. I have ideas, BUT they aren't until for future chapters. Which agitates me. .-. I know I know so many dots. Why? I don't know. I guess maybe it makes sense. Well to me yes. To you people I don't know.

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