IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND
ol fest and I had big
Sibal would laugh me out to space. The very thought of it made me shudder. But it was now or never. I
sitting at the desk. She was entering the n
got it right. I literally strutted down the corridors, as if I'
gned up for. I had a never before uniq
It was packed with students and teachers watching a live drama that was happening before them
the ability to pretend as if no one's watching me. The case was different with me. Whenever I got on stage, (if I ever did, which never happened by the way), I fel
mpty classroom. There was a beautiful melody floating out of there. And hey, I knew that song. It was my eternal favo
my presence. She was bold, yes, but only when triggered. Otherwise, she was mostly shy and reserved. On
lessly. I was hell excited after hearing the song,
thing about her. Most of the time, she uttered only a handful of wor
realizing how accurately she was playing the intro.
, the kind of things girls enjoyed, which is um... another reason why some people think I
e looked up at me with big, gooseberry eyes. She never stopped though. She went on, cle
apped up the song. Though she sounded incredibly
s," I
ever learn
lly," I
voice. Plus, you also carry a tune pretty well
s all that
ing this song o
uldn't believe she a
on stage? For the fest
... but..." I had
ha
circles on the f
you t
... Yeah,"
She c
't know... I
hy
f I mes
t. Why wo
le... you know... staring... lau
end that they aren't t
that po
one truth, ev
t believe that she could
emble on stage. I see a thousand heads before me. But then I l
ounds like a gr
" she ch
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