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Meet Mal Dallas. Cameron Dallas's little sister. Outgoing, popular, party loving.

Meet Hayes Grier. Nash Grier's little brother. Shy, awkward, quiet.

So when Cam and Nash make ten hang out a while...

Weeeelll....

Opposites attract.
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Mal's POV (also Hayes ist as tall as he is real life. In this book he's like...5,2)

I woke up to my alarm buzzing in my ear. Loudly.

I smacked my alarm. I got up and put on:

I walked out and bumped into Cam

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I walked out and bumped into Cam. "Sorry" I said.

"No it's fine. I actually was going to you're room to ask a favor" he sighed.

"Oh....ok. Shoot" I said.

"This is you're second year in highschool. Same for Nash's little brother. Except everyone in school knows you and he has no friends. Can you be his one friend? Hang out with him?" Cam said.

I shrugged. "He can't be that bad"

"He doest talk at all to any one but his mom and dad and sister and sometimes Nash."

"Wow....ok I'll try" I said.

I ate a granola bar and walked into the living room to see Cam with all the guys.

Don't think I'm a secret. Everyone knows I'm Cameron's sister.

But I was popular before he got famous so don't think that.

"Hey Mal. This is Hayes" Nash said, brining a boy in a red and black flannel looking down at his shoes forward.

"Hi Hayes" I said. He nodded at me.

"So you got you're drivers license early, right?" Nash said. I nodded.

"Cool can you drive him with you to school?"

I shrugged. "Sure. Common, dude" I said.

We got in the car and I started driving.

"So Hayes....what's you're favorite song?" I said.

He cleared his throat. "I-I don't have one" he said.

I smiled. A little progress on the talking factor.

"That's cool. A favorite color?"

"B-b-b-blue"

"No way, same" I said. I held out my hand for a high five. He flinched.

This boy....

"Relax. All I want is a high five" I said.

He turned red and kept looking down.

Or not....

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