  Chapter Ten
      That Is A Fantastic Idea!
      The rest of the week passed with me not talking to Noah whatsoever. He could tell I needed space which he gave me but he also made a few attempts to talk to me at which I would simply turn around, slam my locker in his face, or walk away.
      This probably seems very extra and dramatic but it wasn't to me. Okay, maybe it was a little bit but every time I looked at him now, all I could see was him falling off a cliff which sounds just as messed up as it's making me.
      Here I was thinking I'm not attached when clearly I already am.
      This was what I was avoiding. Now I hardly know much about the guy, nor are we very close but I'm already attached seeing as his one minor comments has throw me into a fit of paranoia.
      I am not an idiot; I know Noah isn't just going to fall off a cliff or the face of the earth but thinking abo

  Chapter Eleven
      A Raven
      When I woke up the next morning, I was utterly confused for a couple of minutes.
      I blinked my eyes a couple of times, adjusting to the light when I noticed I was not in my bedroom. Not the one in Saratoga Springs and not the one in Long Grove.
      I was about to sit up when I felt a weight on me. That's when the previous night started flooding back into memory, the morning daze wearing off as I woke up more.
      I looked down to see Noah's arm around my waist as he hugged me with his head nuzzled into the crook of my neck.
      Oh how cliché, as if my life were a cheesy novel.
      We were on the third episode of Prison Break when we fell asleep, as far as I can recall.
      My head was on his shoulder as I stared at the tv screen, oddly intrigued while I slowly ate the popcorn.
      Noah was more intrigued by my reactions as he had alre

  Chapter Nine
      My Knight In Shining Armour
      I groaned when Noah pulled into the driveway at my house. He gave me a funny look, &quot;What'd I do now?&quot;
      &quot;Not you, idiot.&quot; I grumbled, rolling my eyes at him. &quot;It's Ezra.. and Charlie. I need to apologize and...&quot;
      &quot;You're not very good at it?&quot; Noah offered, finishing my thoughts for me. I glared at him at which he put his hands up in defence to. &quot;What? The devil apologizes now?&quot;
      I reached over and punched his shoulder while he laughed at me, &quot;Oh, screw off. I can apologize, I just... I bitched at you guys okay, it's pathetic.&quot;
      Noah looked at me more seriously now, &quot;They're not mad at you, sunshine. We all understand you weren't trying to yell at us, you just took your frustration out on us and that's okay.&quot;
      I looked at Noah, thinking for a

Chapter Ten
      That Is A Fantastic Idea!
      The rest of the week passed with me not talking to Noah whatsoever. He could tell I needed space which he gave me but he also made a few attempts to talk to me at which I would simply turn around, slam my locker in his face, or walk away.
      This probably seems very extra and dramatic but it wasn't to me. Okay, maybe it was a little bit but every time I looked at him now, all I could see was him falling off a cliff which sounds just as messed up as it's making me.
      Here I was thinking I'm not attached when clearly I already am.
      This was what I was avoiding. Now I hardly know much about the guy, nor are we very close but I'm already attached seeing as his one minor comments has throw me into a fit of paranoia.
      I am not an idiot; I know Noah isn't just going to fall off a cliff or the face of the earth but thinking about having to be around him means I will eventually get more attached the further the friendship 

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