Don't you let it go. Pt. 2

Gabby put down her silver hairbrush on her dresser. She had just finished brushing her long light blonde hair. 100 strokes each night was her routine.

Wiping off her makeup from her face, she looked at the mirror and smiled.

Pretty, she thought.

Making her way to her bed, she saw that she got 5 new text messages. It wasn't a surprise. Even late at night people were always texting her. She was just someone they could talk to. She'd gossip sometimes, give out all the latest trends, and even some advice. Though she wasn't experienced in those situations, she gave advice. And people took it. Even though it wasn't 100% accurate. Which was most of the time.

Beep beep!

Another text message popped up.

Propping herself against the wall on her bed, she replied to the latest one.

Don't worry hun, just flirt with him some more, I'm sure he's playing hard to get and really wants you. Don't quit!

Send.

She giggled to herself. Hayley was asking for boy advice again. And boy did she need it.

Not only did girls ask her for this kind of stuff, but boys did too.
And when they didn't, she offered it, even though they didn't want it.

Matchmaking. Her lips curled upwards.

Ah, love! Ain't it grand! She thought.

Gabby thought she was cupid. Or maybe even cupid's daughter. Because she was just so darn good at matchmaking and love. Or so she thought.

Her first time matchmaking was in 6th grade when she got Ivy and Jason together. It felt wonderful. Even though she was only eleven.
But ever since, she felt like it was her job to matchmake.

In all the years she had matchmaked, so far she got Hannah and Devon together. Check. That one turned out okay. Next was Will and Talia. Score on that. Cassandra and Matthew, they were basically perfect for each other!.. Until the second day.
Then there was Yasmin and Cole, and many more. Some turned out great, but then some turned out worse than she thought. There were many scenarios when the couples were on fire! But then times where after a week they would hate each other. Some matchmaking just didn't turn out right.

But her best clients-- as she'd like to call them, pretending that this was her job-- were without a doubt, Claire and Michael.

They were inseperable. But what happened? She was sure that they'd last long. So did everybody else.

After getting them together, the line of her customers boomed, waiting to get a dose of her matchmaking skills.
They all saw what Claire and Michael had. And wanted it.

They'd been labeled cutest and sweetest couple by everybody.

Gabby was so proud of that accomplishment.

But that was before.

Something had went wrong. Something she didn't really like to think about. Because it'd bring down her mood.

Claire and Michael. Even their names sounded right for each other. Back then, you really couldn't carry a conversation without them without mentioning the other.

But now all went frigid when mentioning both. Together, at least.

Now there was Michael and there was Claire. Nothing else.

Who was it who walked away again? Was it Claire? Or was it Michael?
Gabby couldn't remember. It had been almost a year since the breakup.

Still, she thought. They're so cute!

She couldn't help but think about them sometimes. The love couple was her inspiration. But sometimes it was her nightmare, knowing that peanut butter and jelly broke up was torture.

Michael should pursue her! Again!
She didn't know what the big deal was with him these days, moving on so fast and flirting with all the other girls. While Claire kept quiet, she didn't flirt much though she was a looker. No problem with the boys that's for sure.

Still! Claire and Michael. Michael and Claire.

She did it once, so she should be able to do it gain.

Which was why she had convinced Michael a week ago to talked to Claire. Well it was more like forced, but she didn't like to think of it that way.

After almost a year of not talking to each other, she did it.

She had pushed Michael towards her at the party in the diner. The conversation didn't last long... Bummer.

It kind of went cold to Claire. And when she left Michael didn't even go after her.
Typical men.

She'd scolded him after that.
He'd brushed it off though acting as if he didn't care for Claire anymore.
Yeah right, deep down inside, he must still have feelings for her.
And she for him.

Even though they acted as if they hated each other and wanted to rip off each others heads...

Still. She'd find away and save them.

Beep beep!

Okay, last text of the night.

It was from Adam... Hmm what did he want?

Gabby! Help! Hayley won't stop texting me!

She bit her lip. Oops, looks like this one wasn't meant to be. She'd have to break it to Hayley.

I'll handle it. She replied.

Yawning, she turned off her bedside lamp.

Adam's kinda cute...

And with that final thought, she drifted off into dreamland.

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Author's note:

Here's the continuation of the story! For now it's called, "Don't you let it go"

This material is honestly a lot different than the stuff I write.

Wrote this part on my iPod walking on the mall haha :)
Oh and this is the first time I've ever posted an online story. Yay.

Enjoy!

Feedback would be great!