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NOTE: i don't really like this chapter it's kinda just a filler, but hopefully things will pick up again soon! Thanks for being patient for this update xoxoxo

Crystal woke up the next morning absolutely dreading having to rehearse with Kyle and Jaida during free period. What would she say to Kyle? How could she possibly tell him, "I don't like you like that. Or anyone of your kind really. In fact, I like someone else. And that someone else just so happens to be Gigi Goode." She laughed to herself at the thought. There was no way she could avoid him. She would have to think of some sort of explanation that seemed realistic and kept them civil.

She threw on the most boring outfit she owned; maybe if she blended in more she would at least avoid Kyle in the hallways today. She then quickly ate her fruity pebbles and dragged herself out of the comfort of her house.

Her dad dropped her off at school just like he had every other day, and her heart nearly leapt out of her chest at the sight of the blonde girl getting out of her pink convertible. After coming to her little realization last night, Crystal had dreamt of the girl...what her hair smelled like...how it would feel to hold her hand...but she would never know. Because Crystal hadn't even known she could feel this way about a girl until 12 hours prior, and Gigi was as straight as a pencil. Even if Gigi wasn't straight, these feelings were so new to Crystal that she didn't know exactly what to do with them. That didn't mean she couldn't look though.

Crystal spent all of drama class trying to avoid Kyle's gaze and think of an excuse for why she had left the roof like her life depended on it yesterday. After lots of considerations and some pretty stupid ideas, she decided on the one that would cause the least amount of truthful explanation on her part.

And so after drama and science, Crystal was on her way to the music room to face the person that had made her so incredibly uncomfortable just the day before.

Jaida was already waiting at the piano with some music sheets when she walked in, but Kyle wasn't there yet.

"Where's Kyle?"

Before Crystal could answer Jaida's question the door swung open and in walked the subject of discussion. He had a very bothered look on his face, and Crystal guessed it was because of her presence. She decided that if they were going to talk, it would be after rehearsal. Alone.

Jaida handed them both their sheet music and they stood at opposite sides of the piano, Crystal looking down while Kyle stared at her expectantly. The two sang the new song together pretty much perfectly, only being pulled out of the zone when they heard a bang from outside of the door. Nobody should be in the hallway at this time, so a concerned Jaida stood up and peered our the little window in the door to investigate, but nobody was there. At least not that she could see...but a certain blonde was thin enough to fit inside a locker. Jaida resumed her position at the piano and the pair continued practicing like nothing had happened. Soon the bell was ringing and Jaida was packing up her stuff, saying she couldn't be late for her next class. And then it was just them in the music room.

"So...what was all that about yesterday?" Kyle broke the silence immediately.

"You kissed me without consent and nearly bit off my tongue and I hated it" her mind said, but she decided to stick to her original plan and instead said:

"Oh I just wasn't feeling the best yesterday! I ran because I thought I was going to be sick," technically this was not a lie. He didn't need to know the true manor of her nausea.

"Oh! I knew you liked me!" Kyle huffed a sigh of relief and Crystal cringed. "So we can do that again some time yeah?"

"I'm still not feeling the best! I don't want to get you sick, I'm definitely contagious!" Crystal blurted out quickly. Clearly she had not thought this through completely. She cursed herself for making him think that if she was not "sick" then they would be kissing again. Guess she'd have to be "sick" for a while.

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