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you nuts? I didn't speak to you last night! I ignored your call, in fact I ignored all of them!’
                  The quiet discussion had now become a shouting match, and the whole room had stopped to watch and listen.
                  ‘I can't believe he’s lying like this. He told me to come tonight!’ she cried, prompting a roar of laughter from his friends and bandmates at the other end of the room.  
                  ‘Shut up!’ she yelled at them, but that just made them worse.
                  ‘Just leave him alone, Amber. It’s gone on long enough,’ Tom said. Tom was tall and skinny with black curly hair that was partially hidden under a grey beanie. Tufts of hair stuck out messily from underneath it. He wore red skinny jeans and a black T-shirt, and he looked to be the youngest of the group.             
                  ‘Go to hell, Tom,’ Amber fired back at him.
                  Tom made cuckoo signs behind her back, and the long-haired one had his hand over his heart mouthing silently, ‘Oh, Luke, I love you, Luke!’
                  Melissa found it hard to keep a straight face – it was pretty obvious now that this was not Luke’s girlfriend. He tried to move Amber from the room but all it did was anger her even more, and the argument spiralled.
                  Beth caught Melissa’s attention, and leaned in to whisper, ‘That girl is a nut job! Jeez, these guys have some mental groupies.’
                  Amber turned suddenly in their direction, kicked off her shoes and ran across the room. At first it seemed that Melissa was the target, so she jumped to her feet and Beth prepared to take a swing. But Amber’s eyes weren’t focused on either of them. She was aiming slightly to Melissa’s left, towards the guitar on its stand. She could see what Amber was intending to do, and knowing how important a guitar is to its owner, she felt a strange sense of duty to protect it.
                  ‘Oh no you don’t, lady!’ Melissa shouted, but she was too slow.
                  ‘Liar! Nobody treats me like this!’ Amber screamed, grabbing the guitar and holding it above her head. The stand toppled over and the colour drained from Luke’s face. The other band members stopped laughing, shocked that the situation had suddenly become much more serious.
                  ‘Shit.’ Melissa heard one say, but she wasn’t sure who it was.
                  Luke took a step forward. ‘Put it down now, you crazy bitch!’
                  Amber held it by the neck and prepared to swing it round towards the wall, which would smash it to pieces. It seemed to Melissa that this girl was actually mad enough to do it, so she grabbed the guitar as Amber swung it behind her, holding on for dear life. There was no way she was going to allow such a beautiful instrument (with such a beautiful owner) to be damaged. She could see the panic in Luke’s face.
                  ‘Let go!’ Amber screamed.
                                Luke stood with his hands over his eyes, helpless. ‘I can't look. My baby!’
                  The two girls continued to wrestle with his most precious possession, neither giving in. Melissa released one hand, but still holding on to the neck she slapped Amber hard across the face. She did it instinctively, and it surprised them both. It caused the raging Amber to temporarily lose her grip, enabling Melissa to yank the precious guitar away from her.
                  ‘Seriously, chill out, love,’ she said triumphantly, and a little smugly. But she then immediately began backing away from the girl who was practically hyperventilating in front of her.
                  ‘He told me to come tonight … he said he wanted to see me,’ she