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[Arisa Havishmen]

Arisa walked sadly across the lawn with her head down and her arms crossed. She missed Neita so much and wished more then anything her best friend hadn't chosen to move to France. Arisa looked up to see she was standing under her favorite tree. Arisa sat down and wrapped her arms around her knees while ducking her head down. Arisa was thinking of all the fun times her and Neita had together and wished there had been more, of course Neita said she would be back, but could Arisa really believe her?
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[Oliver Walden]

It was the second week of school, and Oliver had barely seen Neita after the holiday they had spent together. From between last year and the start of this year, Oliver was surprised to find that he had a new person to add to his best friends list, and ever more surprised to find that person was a girl.
Oliver had attended his usual classes hoping to run into Neita, having enjoyed the friendship that had blossomed between them. But he had seen no trace of her, and Ares seemed to be sour about the topic of her. Oliver did not find that strange however, as he knew Ares was not too pleased to find that his best friend had found a new best friend in his cousin, though that could be written off as Ares' fault, not theirs.
Oliver thought of who Neita hung out with most at school, and Arisa came to mind. He figured if he found Arisa he would find Neita. Having just exited the castle and made his way through the Hogwarts grounds in search of Neita and Arisa, Oliver was relieved to find Arisa sitting under a tree on the lawn, however disappointed to find that Neita was not with her, Oliver figured Arisa could point him in the right direction.
"Hey Arisa," Oliver greeted the girl, smiling. "You seen Neita today? Just wondering where I could find her..?"

 

[Arisa Havishmen]

Arisa was sitting there trying to fight back tears when Oliver came up and asked here where Neita was. Arisa burst into tears then and there. It had been hard enough telling Viv and Ari, now she had to do it all over again. "S-She m-mov-ved to Fr-France!" Arisa said through tears.

 

[Oliver Walden]

The smile on Oliver's face was wiped clean as the words spilled out of Arisa's mouth followed by her tears. Neita had left Hogwarts and New Zealand to go to France without even saying goodbye. Did Oliver not count for anything to her that she could not at least say goodbye to him, if not give a damn good reason why? Had their newfound close friendship suddenly counted for nothing? It was obvious to him now that what they had shared as friends over the holidays had been a temporary thing. But he was shocked to find that the sting that she left him with shot up his throat, threatening to overflow in a flood of angry tears.
But Oliver did not cry, he did not even flinch in case he betrayed himself. Girls were usually predictable and devious. For Oliver to have let his defenses down to let one in it had taken a lot of time and humility, and slowly he had let himself believe that he had been wrong before, and that maybe some girls could be trusted. But he was wrong.
Without another word, Oliver launched off, needing to go anywhere as long as he wasn't here. He needed to convince himself that the pain he was feeling was only because he had counted Neita as one of his few best friends, and nothing more...