Noah
"Noah." Someone hisses to get my attention.
"What?" I turn around to see who's bothering me.
Ashley.
"Does Parker talk about me? What does he say?" She keeps her voice low to an annoying whisper.
"What the frick? How the hell would I know that?"
"Because you're his friend....Well, does he?" She asks impatiently.
"Ask him yourself." I say and start to walk away.
She grabs my arm.
"Hey. Do you want the whole school to know your little secret, Noah?"
That evil, conniving bitch.
"You wouldn't dare.."
"Try me." She challenges, "You figure out if Parker likes me....and I won't say a word about your secret crush on my best friend."
"You..You're sick. You use people's trust in you to get what you want. You blackmail people. You embarrass the fuck out of people. You make people feel like crap all the time and you don't even give a damn about it."
"Hmm. So, I'm going to go and text the same message to everyone in my contacts now: 'Noah likes Noelle.'" She says, pulling out her phone.
"....Wait. I'll see if Parker is interested. Just, please, don't tell anyone." I give in.
"Thank you, Noah." She gleams a fake smile.
"Bitch."
