Chapter 47

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Ross pov

These past weeks have basically sucked for us back in LA. We have Facetimed the girls everyday since they left. I've seen pictures of Chely performing on Instagram, and she knows how to work crowds now, and I'm so proud of her.

I found an edit of her running off the stage, her touching my necklace before she sang. I liked it because the person who made it did an amazing job. I'm so worried about her though, running off stage isn't like her.

I can't believe that they've only been gone three weeks, it feels like she's been gone a month.

Sometimes, I'll watch old videos online from her dances, skating programs, and singing when she was really little. She was literally always performing. I really miss her.

Chelyan pov

After the performance I was walking past our dressing room when I overheard Elora and Chris talking. "ROSS IS GONNA KILL YOU!!" she yelled at him. "I know, but I can't help my feelings!" He replied.

I'm confused, why is Ross in this topic. "Chelyan is TAKEN!" She said slowly. I backed away from the door slowly as everything slowly fell into place.

The conversation I had with Chris. I'm the girl. I'm depressed. He likes me.

Crap!

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