Blame The Cupid.

Blame The Cupid.

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Romance
About a girl, falling in l o v e with a guy. "I hate you!" She says, her dirty blonde hair pulled up into a bun, a strand of loose hair that perfectly curled covering some of her right eye, heels gripped thightly in her hand. "Oh, come on, Christine! It's not that bad--" He says before she interupts him with a glare. "Not bad my ass!" She says, rolling her warm brown eyes that decorated with a glittery lids. "True, actually you have a great ass--" He shrugs with a teasing smirk tugging on the side of his lips. "Argh! What is wrong with you, pervert?!" She looks at him in disbelieve and annoyance. "What? I'm just stating the truth! You can't blame me for that," He says as his smirk grow bigger. "Leave me alone! Oh, and stop looking at my ass!" She orders him, stomping her bare feet to the hard ground before turning away, ready to leave the brunette boy.
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"Your sarcasm is cute, but you don't have to use it so often." He was smiling. "This is a pretty open place to meet your student." "Which is true." Nodding his head but not dropping my hand or creating a space between us. "Okay. Sooo still haven't told me the purpose of me being here." I laughed lightly. My palm was beginning to become sweaty and my heart was beating so fast. Extremely fast. "I wanted to see you." He bit out truthfully. "Well you see me." My voice was barely above a whisper but some how he heard me and stepped closer. "Which is also true."Oh God, he was leaning down. Was he going to kiss me? Who am I kidding, he was going to kiss me. He was moving so damn slow. Slower than Carter and this was becoming blissful torture. Halfway there....... It's Stacie's junior year,with her blonde and pink hair she's never been average. With one friend she has plenty free time. Free time to fall for a new guy and the new hot teacher, her new hot Art teacher. In the end she will have to choose....

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