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Georgina's First Love
Young Adult Everyone's eyes turn to Amanda after her catchy shout as she just received an email from a Youtube company recognizing her with a silver play button after she reached her first millions views as a Youtube creator.
Amanda Harris, all she ever wanted was for her parents to notice her. Ever since she was small, they have been busy with their work, leaving her with other people's care. She grew up alone and reserved. Those were the times when she and Noah were friends. That's why he appreciated his presence.
She started her youtube channel during her junior year and learned that people like her when she shared about beauty tips and OOTD, so she mastered and learned those things. Her eyes are full of pride as she reads her letter. As an 18-year-old high school student, she is already successful in the blogging industry.
Georgina thought it was really worth the shout for joy. Noah was sitting near her table when she announced her news, and since they are classmates and of the same group of friends, he was seated near Amanda.
But Noah moved to their table when he saw Georgina, he went directly in her direction, she can't help but get a little bashful about their relationship since he is famous. Georgina notices that after people from school see her and Noah together, she instantly also becomes famous. Sometimes when she walks down the corridor to get her stuff, she receives friendly greetings and warm smiles from people she just met after Noah came into her life.
Noah smiles warmly as he approaches their table. Georgina looks around the place. A different kind of pride booms inside her as she knows she's also lucky to have him. At the back of her mind, she thought is more fortunate than Amanda at that time.
After Amanda announced her news and, to everyone's amusement, the situation had finally returned to normal. Amanda receives many congratulatory greetings from her friends and admirers. Her table was surrounded by people.
"1 million views. Wow, Amanda is something!" Georgina wanted to start a conversation with Noah. She turned her head in his direction and saw his smile with deep thought.
" Haven't you two been close before? I heard it from Pamila. You know your sister. It's not my fault. I didn't ask her." She sounds jealous. Noah laughs at her sentence, cutting the small flashback he had earlier.
" She is my childhood friend and classmates, and we used to be close before, but it never went further than friendship, and besides, she's not my type. You know who I like." Georgina wanted to give in, but she had other plans. Though she was trying to hide her smile at Noah's explanation and defense, she got an idea to try his patience.
" That's not what I see when I see you two walking in the pavement before, she knew he also recalled the day when they just started texting and saw them walking together."
Noah's face turned serious didn't like where their conversation was going. He arches his brow facing her, getting his full attention.
In times like that, Georgina wanted to pinch his face and snap his shoulder.
She was trying to stop her smile as she didn't want him to win the game. Their eyes lock for a long time.
No one wants to lose; finally, Noah softens and grabs her hand. She smiles as it's what usually happens when she teases him.
"You know it was nothing. You are just making fun of me." He said as a matter of factly while still softening. Georgina can't hold her laugh and bursts her feelings. Noah kissed her hands while she looked back at him, already settled.
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