"I heard you're double majoring." Ally said, glancing at Breannan.
"Yeah, I'm doing music as well, what's it to you?" he answered in a snarky manner.
"I just wanted to ensure that you will be focused on this project." She dejected.
Breannan sighed "Look I'm sorry about your fruit juice but I don't think that we will be able to get anything done if we are always arguing, I mean it literally almost killed us...so I'm willing to bury the hatched if you are. Truce?" he said sticking his hand out.
Ally stared at it not daring to touch it. "Hmm...Will you get me some more fruit juice?" she asked cautiously.
Breannan cocked his head back to hide his smile at her childish nature. "Whatever you want, Fruit Juice."
Ally grinned and gladly shook his hand, already thinking about which flavor she wanted.
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Fruit juice
Historia CortaA short love story... Ally, ask any one what is the one thing that she loves the most, they will say Fruit juice. She honestly thought that was true, until she met him. Breannan, a cool boy, music boy, serious boy, not looking for a relationship he...
