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Apple Seeds

Apple Seeds

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jan 1, 2015
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"Whatcha working on?" I asked, sitting on my balcony on a couple feet from his. Asher pushed some of his Dirty blonde curls from his forehead, looking at me through his dark lashes, "Calculus." I scowled, looking at the crazy amount of scratch paper he had used. "Gross." Asher chuckled and took his big frame glasses off, "Pretty much, Ant!" "It's Antoinette to you! You don't see me running around your house calling you Tree." "Where did Tree come from?" He asked. "Well, Asher is a type of tree and your named..." I trailed off avoiding his gaze. He laughed again, it sent delicious shiver down my back. "That's cute, but I prefer Asher." "And I like Antoinette." I grinned in victory. Asher just went inside his room with his homework and glasses. "Whatever you say, Ant." The butterflies left as I now realized that I had a huge crush on my neighbor of Asher Newman and I wouldn't stop until I knew he felt that something growing inside of him, like freshly planted Apple Seeds.
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