Dani was well aware of Myles. He couldn't stop staring at her. She assumed this was a good thing, but she didn't really have much experience in these matters. And indeed, it wasn't just Myles. Every boy in chorus was looking at her. (Myles wasn't in chorus, he was in the audience. Beckett was in band. He played the clarinet, but that's another story altogether.) After the concert, Juliet drew her aside.
"Myles thinks you look great." She said. Dani blushed.
"How do you know that?"
"The look on his face. I don't think he has ever looked at anybody like that before."
"I'm sure it's just because I'm his best friend." Dani said. Juliet snorted. Rather unladylike. Had Angeline been there, she would have reprimanded her.
"Alright, Dani. If that's what you need to tell yourself." And she walked off. Dani stood there, wondering what on Earth Juliet could mean. But then she shrugged, and started to follow her. It was Juliet, after all. Who could ever tell what she was thinking?
"Oh, Myles!" Juliet said the instant the door of the manor was shut.
"Yes?" Myles, who rather knew where this was going, looked at her warily.
"You can't fool me. About how long have you had feelings for Dani?" He gaped.
"Juliet, she is my best friend. Nothing more, I assure you." He said.
"Hmmmm."
"She is! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some experiments to attend to." Myles said. He left, and Juliet sighed. If only people would listen to her, their love lives would be so much simpler.