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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