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florine is in the ladies bathroom in her school, tying her hair into a neat ponytail. she was wearing a black shirt with black skinny jeans and this time, her dark maroon vans. her black curly hair swayed side to side while she was walking slowly, and people was chattering away in the hallways.

it was after school, florine's school, Richard Helinton is not those typical stereotypical high school that has mean girls and ready-to-revenge ex's, or the type that has drama. it is a plain, normal, high school. but florine, she still feels unusual. throughout years she schooled there, she has not fit in with the cheerleaders, geeks, teachers, or anyone except for calum, luke, ashton and michael. the cheerleaders in this school are kind and actually not skanky, the geeks are really talkative and the teachers are typical.

she sighed, as her skin was greeted by new york city warm and cold weather. florine was one of those people that could get cold easily, but one of the perks of being a cold-skin is, she can cuddle with calum anytime she wants, with reason. florine stopped by starbucks to get a coffee, she is not a big fan of starbucks, but she admire their coffee. after she ordered her normal coffee, and as usual, they spelt her name wrong, they spelt it, ' florin ' or sometimes ' florim ' or ' floim ' her name is just that hard.

" florine right? " she heard a deep voice say, she shot up, she just got out of starbucks, and her eyes met ashton fletcher irwin's eyes. his dimples pops as he grinned widely. " ashton. " he says, then she reached her hand out to shake hands with her but he scoffed, hugging her. " well that escalated quickly " she mutters. " woah woah woah " he backs away one step and puts his hands in a defensive pose.

florine giggles, " haha. " she says, then ashton smiles cheesily, his eyes closed and his mouth widely open with his dimples planted on his cheeks. and to be honest, florine thought he was cute.

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OMGOMGOMG

#ASHRINE or #LURINE

CAL U GONNA BE AN UNCLE

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