Chapter 8

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~Tuesday~

I was walking into the long hallway when I bumped into Harry. 

"Sorry about that Abby," He said.

"It''s fine its not your fault," I replied. Harry started to walk away, "wait! Harry come back! I need to ask you something!" I called for him, but not very loudly so people wouldn't stare. 

He came back, "Yea?" He asked.

"Wanna go to my place to continue the project?" I asked. 

"No." 

"Why not?" I was very confused by this, I was expecting him to say yes.

"I just can't, I can't tell you."

"Please come!" I begged, "I really would like to get an A on that project!"

"I am sorry but I can't."

"And why is that?"

"I have band practice."

"Your in a band?"

"Yes, please don't tell anyone!" 

"Including Beth?"

"Including Beth."

"Speaking of Beth, do you know where she is? I haven't seen her since Saturday!"

"She isn't here."

"Yea I know that."

"No I mean she really isn't here, she left the school," Harry looked upset.

"What?"

"She- she went to California."

"Why?"

"She said her dad found a business opportunity in San Francisco."

"Why did she tell you and not me?" I asked, trying not to cry.

"She was mad at you, remember?"

"Yea I remember," by then I was balling my eyes out. Beth was my best friend and I blew it, who will be there for me now?

"I didn't even get to say goodbye." I balled. 

"Hey, don't cry! Harry started, "you can come to the band practice and we'll work on the project together afterwards, does that make it better?" 

"Kind of," I replied, still crying.

"Is there anything else that I can do?" He asked.

"I don't know,"

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