Chapter 3

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Paris POV

"Isn't he cute?!" France eyes sparkled showing me a picture of Marlon in our bedroom.

"France can you talk about something else?" I sighed trying not to blush.

"Why?" she became confused.

"It's not like he's important to you" I folded my arms.

"You keep getting boyfriends every month"

"But he's special" she smiled softly.

"What?!"

"Even though I'm annoying and selfish to people he still loves me and cherish me" she blushed.

I feel terrible now......

"Who are you and what did you do to my sister?!" I became frightened.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" she said angrily.

"You just admitted you are annoying and selfish!" I shook her back and forth.

"I lied!" she became annoyed.

"France..." I chuckled glaring at her.

"Stop that!" she wined.

❤❤❤

"So...." France smiled nervously as Marlon and I didn't look at each other.

"France are you sure about him?" I spoke softly.

He froze.

"Yeah" she became confused.

I glared at him.

"So.... Marlon Gordon" I sighed.

"Paris Washington" he sighed.

"What a coincidence we are here" we both said.

France smiled nervously as we glared at each other.

"Paris isn't that all that bad like what I said" she became uncomfortable trying not to blush.

"Awe!" I hugged her.

Marlon's eyes sparkled as he watched us hugged each other.

"I thought this only happens in anime" he smiled softly.

I imagined what he was thinking.

"No way I would kiss her and do those stuff!" I said angrily.

"How do you know I was thinking that?" he smirked.

Crap.....

"Because you are an extreme pervert" I glared at him.

He was covered in despair.

Georgia sat beside me looking really scary.

"Good afternoon" she smiled innocently at Marlon.

She came closer to me.

"Have he done anything to you?" she whispered in my ear.

I wish I could tell you....

"Oh it's Georgia" France looked scary.

"It's nice meeting you too old friend" Georgia smiled evilly.

"Guys....." I smiled nervously.

I realised Marlon was staring at me.

"Could you stop that before your girlfriend finds out" I smiled innocently.

"Yea..." he became depressed not looking at me.

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