Chapter Ten
That Is A Fantastic Idea!
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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 i***t; I know Noah isn't j
