Everytime we Touch

Chapter Sixteen

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"Roger wait!" Sarah yelled chasing after her best friend. He turned suddenly, and she smashed into his chest. "S-s-sorry about that." She muttered steadying herself.

Roger looked at her with sad eyes. "Why are you doing this to yourself?"

"I ended it." She breathed, suddenly empowered. "That was just a goodbye, that got carried away." She pointed back towards the boy's room.

"What?" He asked.

"I ended it Rog. I'm done with his drama." Sarah smiled. When Roger did not say anything, she asked, "Are you mad at me?"

"I'm not mad at you." He smiled, "Actually quite proud. I knew this would happen if Troy ever got you to talk to him. I'm mostly upset with him for allowing this to happened once again." Roger shrugged, "But I'm glad your done with this."

"Me to." Sarah smiled. "How was baseball?"

"You don't even want to know." He laughed, "But I'll tell you over dinner."

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A few weeks had passed since Roger walked in on Sarah and Troy's farewell fun. Troy had left Sarah alone for the most part and was not exactly on talking terms with Roger. Sarah had heard that they had exchanged words but did not dare ask Roger about it.

"Sar, what am I going to do?" Claire asked, pacing up and down the length of their room. "I don't remember any of the steps to my solo."

It was the morning before Claire's final showcase, and she was freaking out. Her parents were in town for graduation week, so she felt like there was extra pressure. Claire looked so much unlike herself in this moment. Her hair was back to her natural brown, tied up into a ballerina bun on the top of her head. It was the most princess like Claire ever looked. The girl was so much more punk rock.

"You are going to be fine." Sarah smiled without even looking up from the job search she was doing on her computer. Her aunt had finally gotten back to her, saying of course she always had a room to stay in, but she would have to find a job, and pay rent this summer. Between the sudden job search and her last final coming up tomorrow afternoon, Sarah was finding herself stressed out. "You go through this every single performance." Sarah closed her laptop grinning "Besides, you know I will be sitting in the audience with your parents cheering you on, like I have been for the last four years." Sarah dragged out the statement, as if it were so much effort for her to support her best friend. "And like I've offered at every single showcase ever, if you mess up, I will make a huge scene, and no one will remember a thing about what happened on stage."

Claire gave her a weak smile, but chuckled "I guess you could be right." Claire sighed, moving Sarah's legs so she could sit down on the futon beside her.

"I am right!" Sarah laughed. "This is our last week at Schofield-McDagean, we need to make the best of it. I am not going to waste any more time thinking about Troy and Kelsey, and you are going to kick ass tonight! Our last exam is tomorrow, then we spend the rest of the week packing, and then its graduation and we can finally move on."

Claire looked at Sarah strangely, "I love how 'not think about Troy and Kelsey' is a major step in your end of the year plan." She laughed, "But that did make me feel better, thank you!"