Noah's POV
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"Noah!!! Noah!!!" Cathie called me twice, stepping out of the clinical premises to come find me.
I told her I needed to pee, and now she's caught me.
"Why are you out here? You told me you wanted to pee and needed to use the restroom. Right?" She gave me a dirty look, crossing her arms over her flat chest.
"Cathie...I..." I stuttered, cutting myself off mid-sentence.
"This is nothing like a male's restroom, and that makes you a liar. You lied to me, and you know it." She let her arms fall to her sides, meeting my gaze while I leaned on her mom's car. "Wait a sec, is that my mom's phone you're holding?" Her eyes shifted downwards, landing on the phone in my left hand.
I beg her pardon?!!!
"I'm not a thief, Cathie. Are you calling me one?" I looked at her pretty
