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TEA TREE'S POV
I was walking in the crisp snow, my boots imprinting little tea cups in the pale white snow. My breath immediately turned into ice droplets as I walked. I tighten the grip on my notebooks and looked down as I walked. I heard the usual fan girls scream at Hayden as he was sitting on the balcony, having a photo shoot.
"Know, who would like to be the partner with Master Hayden for this photo shoot, The Prince and Winter.
I rolled my eyes, keeping my head held low. At the corner of the photograph's eyes, I knew he would ask me. He always does.
"Hey, young lady, would you like to take the photo with Master Hayden?"
"No-" I was about to reply, the same answer all the time.
"She would love to,"
I turned around fast. Hayden smiled his sly smile, the pervert smile.
"Than I guess it is settled," the photographer said. "After school. We will be meeting at 2:30 at Master Hayden's house."
I scented trouble ahead of me. Why does it always have to be me?
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𝕊𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕋𝕣𝕖𝕖
Romanceᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴇʀᴠᴇʀᴛ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ʜᴀʏᴅᴇɴ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛɪᴀ, ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟꜱ ᴍᴇ, ᴛᴇᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴇ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ-ɪꜱʜ ꜱᴏʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴀɪʀ. ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇᴀ. ᴛᴇᴀ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ꜱᴏʀᴛ...