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I walked into Culture Shock the next day, seeing basically everyone from A troupe sitting together talking. I was relatively confused, when have we ever been able to all sit together and talk without fighting? I started to make my way over, when I finally noticed him. Nathan. Riley's boyfriend. My new enemy. West looked up, noticing me and smiling. "Hey James! Come meet Nathan!" He called. Everyone noticing me now that West had acknowledged me.
"Actually they already met." Emily said.
"Yeah. Last night." Nathan smiled. I was severely pissed off at this point. His guy is too friendly. There's definitely something up with him. He's hiding something. No one is as perfect as him. No one.
"You two should really get to know one another, you're really similar." Giselle stated, causing me to almost laugh.
"I highly doubt that." I replied, taking her by surprise. Nathan looked a bit confused by why I was treating him so coldly. Everyone else looked extremely confused. I'm usually the friendly one that can get along with anyone. But not this guy. There's something sketchy about him. I'm sure of it. "I'm actually going to go rehearse." I added, making a break for it before I got attacked with questions about why I was being so harsh. I had noticed Riley was watching me, an unreadable expression on her face. As I headed out of the juice bar, one last glance at her showed she'd followed me with her eyes. I exhaled, heading up the stairs, trying my hardest to ignore her. I had to remind myself that I was the one who broke up with her. I did it for her. I knew what I was giving up when I did it. I knew that, eventually, Riley would get with someone else. She's too perfect not to. I just didn't expect her to get over me so soon. I headed into studio A, like I said I was. But I didn't rehearse. I sat on a bench, and let my mind wander to the thought of what life could be like if we had told people we were dating. I could be the one with her downstairs. My arm around her, everyone telling us how cute we were together. Instead they're all telling him that. I could barely bring myself to even think of his name. Nathan. What a dumbass name. It sounds like the name of someone who's fake. The only issue, I'm not sure if he actually is. He seems way too good to be true, but that doesn't mean he isn't. The universe was able to make Riley, who's to say they couldn't make someone like him. Of course, he's no Riley, no one could be. But he's damn fucking close. He still doesn't compare to her. She's still way too good for him. But at least he's closer to her level than I was. Maybe the universe wanted them together all along. They wanted to put two perfect people together. Maybe I was the one in the way. But now I'm not. I'm not with Riley anymore. I'm never going to be with Riley again. I sighed, hanging my head as a few tears hit the bench. I wiped my eyes. She can't know I'm this broken without her. Especially since she's with Nathan. I heard voices coming closer to me, and lifted my head, pretending I had been on my phone the whole time, not crying over losing the most perfect person in the entire universe. As A troupe slowly came in, I saw Riley still watching me. She looked sad almost. Anxious maybe? She kept glancing over, as if she wanted to tell me something, but couldn't think of the right time to do it. I did my best to ignore her, just like I had done earlier. I didn't need to get caught up with her again, and I especially didn't need Eldon noticing and telling everyone about Riley and I. I'm never going to be able to make love to her again, I'd rather be able to remember the last time as a happy moment, instead of the one that broke Riley.
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