White Lines

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Leah looked over her shoulder, "Just make yourself at home. Your room is right across from mine."

Noctis sat down his luggage and began to roam aimlessly around the fairly large house. He familiarized himself with the second floor before moving to the bottom. He looked through all of the rooms before he came to a pair of glass double doors. Inside was a large beige colored room with a stunning white grand piano with gold trim sitting in the middle under a sunroof.

This is a separate part of the house, one story, one room, specially designed to fit this piano comfortably. He thought.

The design intrigued him, why would Leah want a piano? He didn't even know if she played and as far as he knew she lived alone.

A small unfamiliar voice chimed in behind him, "do you play?"

He quickly turned around, "Not really, no. At least, not anymore."

"I'm Savanna, if you ever feel like playing than just help yourself."

The girls dark hair ran down her back in a thick brown cascade, which was neatly covered in a bright red beanie with a batman button pinned to the right side. Her gray sweatshirt came down to her thighs and a pair of bright blue Vans were placed neatly under her black skinny jeans. A hint of mischief and curiosity were ever present in her eyes.

Leah came storming down the stairs, "Vanz!" She exclaimed.

"Dude! I saw you won gold this year! Does this mean that your spot is guaranteed like you said?"

"Yep, and so are your front row seats." Leah said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"That is fudgin' awesome!" Vanz reached over and placed one hand on Leah's right breast while the other was pumped in the air into a fist, "this is gonna be tit-grabbing fun!"

Noctis stood not knowing what to do about Vanz's sudden outburst. Leah giggled and lightly grabbed her friend's wrist, placing it down by her side, "Dude, he's not used to us yet. Try to let him adjust before you scare him," she lowered her voice to where only Vanz could hear, "and try not to get a nosebleed."

The girls laughed again and started talking. By habit Noctis looked down, realizing he was missing his hoodie he crossed his arms, attempting to go back upstairs. Leah caught his arm, "You don't have to hide it okay?"

He jerked from her grip, but felt a more firm hand grab his collar, "dude, have some fucking respect, she is letting you stay in our house and by our I mean I don't care how moody or whatever you are, I will kick you out on your ass. Next time answer her instead of being a douchebag, got it?"

Her voice was cold and sharp, covering up the warm and loud voice with a sheet of ice.

"I..." he paused, "I'm sorry, I just am not comfortable with people knowing."

"That's better." Vanz said, releasing her death grip on his shirt.