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ive me five minutes to explain." Paris impl

lling me. There's nothing to explain." She moved to shut

r that one mistake?" Paris' voice was exasperated, her hand a

really? How about, 'hey Bleu, I'm moving away for a bi

de her house, shutting the door behi

et the f

xactly what I was gonna fucking tell you, " she was shaking, her voice tr

she had perhaps revealed too much of herself with the way she sounded when she said that statement. Her green eyes skitter

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revealing the edge of a boob and half of a pink nipple. She quickly tied it up to

, to ignore how cute the attractive brunette was when she blushed and how it turned her on

ough her hair. "I'm g-getting uncomfortable

sbelief. What kind of bu

ng her might fog up her mind. "And you mean to tell me you were too uncomfort

ing it back and allowing it to flow back to frame her angular features

you alrea

at how beautiful the brunette looked at the moment. Her jaw was set in a determined way, emphasizing her jawlin

drop to her sides, unclenching her fists. She dropped her h

you this past year, " she said softly. "But with all I hav

realizing she had been crying. She wiped it away quickly to put

ased to hear that her own voic

a second chance?" her face held a hint of apprehe

htening her robe around her body defensi

by athletic arms and pulled against a

r her cheek and she almost shuddered

he added softly, "You swear m

a lot can hap

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ards each other, occasionally talking and even sitting together for lunch. The rest of the gang were thrilled to know they were giving thei

arder as each day went by. The blonde noticed things

w she bit her lip when she found something intriguing. Or how her long tapered fingers would carress her kn

the fuck

t occured to her. Did she actually find her friend attractive? Did she want them to be more than just friends? Yeah,

is abs and defined physique. However, almost immediately, the thoug

eed a dis

saw Dean enter the room and she

babe

ection so no one could walk in on them. Before he could ask her

what her heart

riend back and pressing his hands at the small of her

ir make-out. And out of the thousands of people attending and walking about in their school, the one p

hirt down and ran her fingers through her blonde

na go." The tall slender girl stammered, clutching the armf

as uncomfortable with the thought of Paris seeing her previous bully making out with her best friend from kindergarten. She jammed her hands in her front jean pockets

And let's be honest: who were you thinking

ip and release

when she remembered it probably showed the hickey Dean had gotten her a few d

ou apologizing you idiot. "I should be the one saying sorry. I had no idea. I promise i

plied, blushing and not

oftly. "I promise I won't tell the librarian, " she winked playfully. "Now if you'll

to the side, allowing the brunette to pass. He

er girl whispered,

reen eyes ar

there. "Hey, wanna study back at my place? My parents are out." He whispered in

nly not in the mood. "You need rest for your game tomorrow a

of disappointment in the football player's voi

eek to lessen the guilt in her. "

ave her a peck on the lips and sauntered out, leavin

her hand while holding the others under her other arm. Her brown locks were tied up in a bun, smal

t are you thinking? Don't do

green eyes once again fixing on hers. When Paris saw that it was Bleu, her s

es

thing on the planet. She felt like her mind had been wiped clean, now that she had just admitted to herself that sh

sleepover at my place tonight." she asked in a normal tone, immediately mentally hitting hers

leep

and calm, unlike the awkward tornado happening in her brain at the moment. Wait, this is a bad idea. I should back out. I'm

l just pick up some stuff from my place and I'll

d off her pearly white

d walked away, her hips swaying in those blue j

r of what she

it

ly do swear a