My Best Friend

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Richelle :

Me and Noah walk into the Studio, laughing.

A blonde girl, who looks unfamiliar, is perched on the bench.

Noah walks up to her.

I wish he wouldn't be so friendly sometimes.

I may want to spend time with him, you know?

"Hey, are you new?" I ask, joining Noah.

The girl looks me up and down, unimpressed.

"Uh huh," she draws.

And then she spots Noah.

Their eyes meet and they stare at each other.

You could hear a pin drop.

"Hey," she breathes.

"Hey," he looks mesmerised.

Im starting to feel like a third wheel, here.

"Want me to show you around?" he offers.

"Sure," she smiles.

"Er, Noah, we've got duet practice remember?" I interrupt.

"Oh, yeah," his shoulders droop.

Geez, I didn't realise I was that much of a pain to be around.

Thanks, Noah(!)

We begin walking back to Studio B.

"Do you always do what she tells you to?" Abi asks Noah, shooting me a snarky grin.

Noah looks at me.

I look at Abi in disgust.

How. Rude.

"Surely, you're allowed to do stuff you want to, right?" she looks at Noah.

"Yeah," he says and sits beside her.

"But-" I protest. But it's no use. They're too busy flirting to hear me. "Fine," I sigh.

I walk away, sadly, unable to watch her dig her claws into my best friend, anymore.

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