~I don't usually do this but here's a little note! Just wanted to say thanks to whoever reads this crap I'll try to work on this more btw this is a bit of a time skip Enjoy my little fishes! Sorry its also a short chapter~

My POV

I was hanging out at Noah's house, we were watching Pulp Fiction, laughing our asses off and eating popcorn. Occasionally, his mom would come around and lure me into conversation with her, while Noah was left to watch the film. When the movie was over we stood up and stretched.

"Hey Elie, something's been bugging me lately.." Oh I hate being confronted like that.

"Well, what's on your mind?"

"Well.." He started and ran his hand through his hair. "Remember when you were really jumpy all those months ago and punched me?"

"Hey, I apologized for what I did, stop digging it up!" I said in a whiny tone.

"No, no I'm not making a complaint or anything."

I let out a puffy sigh. "Oh, okay. Then what is it?"

"I was just wondering.. Why were you upset?"

I tried to play cool as he asked me this. "Pfft what? Me, Upset? No way. I was uh, just tired! Yeah, that's it." Nailed it.

Noah's POV

I could tell Elise was lying, and I wasn't about to give into her scheme.

"Elie, if you're not telling me something, you know you can trust me."

"I know.. But this is just something.." She hesitated to speak. "This is something I need to take care of."

I eyed her, she seemed like she was hiding something weird.

"Alright... But if you ever need me, I'm here alright?"

"Yeah of course!"

My POV

Man. At least I managed to get that away from conversation, for a little while at least.