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Love is a smoke and its made with fumes of sighs.

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//Chapter Fourty-Three\\

Noel's POV

"You did what exactly?"

I sighed, "I. Made. A. Deal. With. Quinn." I repeated for the fourth time in the last thirty minutes.

"No no no," Aaron says waving his hand like he's in a building of fire calling for someone's help. "I know what you did, but what did you do?"

I look at him like he's a lunatic which he kinda is. Sighing—again— I repeated everything understanding his lunatic talk, "I made a deal with Quinn and we decided to have a swimming contest. If she loses she apologises on her knee and if I lose— which I won't— I'll leave. Back to California."

"One day," Jesse says as he stops hitting his head on Aaron's cupboard, "One day we leave you in school alone and you ran off into the sunset doing stupid things!"

"How could you Noel?" Aaron asked squeezing the fluff out of his pillow.

I got off the ground, "You guys should chill ok? And its not a stupid deal," I said turning to glare at Jesse