Tug Your Ear With Me

Remember America and Maxon talking in The One and America told him that if he wasn't a prince, he'd be a Five? Well this story is based on what would've happened if America and Maxon were both Fives in Carolina...well below is the actual summary :)
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Once a week, they’d run up to her tree house in the dark, lurking hours after curfew. There, they’d stay in each others’ embrace for the longevity of darkness until the first glimmer of light shined mournfully through the trees. Aspen and America would part, never telling anyone, only enjoying the sweet passion blossoming in their sanctuary, their tree house. There was only a glitch in their arrangement. The glitch, however, was like algebra; make one mistake and everything is screwed up.
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She could see the entire dancefloor. Her fingers gracefully tapped on each key, holding the key for the precise amount of time and quickly transitioning to the next in a beautiful composure. Some people were watching the newlywed couple stiffly move across the dancefloor, but others were observing the cherubic pianist play the piano. However, in the guests’ eyes, the angel soon morphed into a devil.