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"hello" a small voice said behind me.

I turn to see a girl with porcelain skin and white hair.

"can i help you?" i didn't mean to sound as crabby as I was actually feeling.

"well, actually, yes." she bit the inside of her cheek and looked around.

"well?" i study her face. i see she has a small freckle on her nose, and that her lips are tiny, and that her eyelashes are longer than any i've seen before.

"um, is there anyway you can act like you're my boyfriend?" she looks me in the eyes.

"what? why?" i crinkle my forehead.

"i kind of told my friends I had a boyfriend so they would stop pestering me about it." she looked over her shoulder.

"why me?" i try to stop my cheeks from heating up.

"the guy i asked to be my fake boyfriend bailed on me, and you're the only cute one here" she smiles and looks at the floor.

"oh, well I guess so. shouldn't i know your name if you're going to be my girlfriend?" i see her face lighten up.

"oh, i'm sorry, my name is lennon" she reaches her hand out.

"hello, lennon. i'm parker." i stick my hand out to meet hers.

"why, hello boyfriend." she smiles.

it was the beginning of the end.

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