How You Get The Girl

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Parts 8
Time 51m

Reads 176
Votes 12
Parts 8
Time 51m

When Aria Kennedy moves to Woodview High she is automatically taken into the popular clique. 
    She befriends Brandon Cassel, the schools best wrestler, who shares a heartbreaking secret. 
    The friends were obviously meant to be together, just a few things stand in the way.
    Like a boyfriend of 7 years.
    And of course one very important rule. 
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    I heard a knock on my door, dressed in my Prom dress. I sighed and got up, putting the ice-cream onto the side. I went to open the door and took a deep breath. My heart sunk when I saw who was at the door. 
    "Hi," Brandon said, with flowers in his hand. My heart fluttered as I smiled. 
    "Hey," I said, barely above a whisper. 
    "Erm," He scratched the back of his neck, and looked around uncomfortably. 
    "What do I do?" He chuckled nervously. 
    I sighed and leant against the door frame.
    "Just say it's been a long six months. And that you were too afraid to tell her what you want." 
    "Right. Then?" He asked. He straightened his black tux and fixed his tie a little. 
    "Well, then that's it. That's how it works." I smiled weakly. "That's how you get the girl."All Rights Reserved

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When Aria Kennedy moves to Woodview High she is automatically taken into the popular clique. 
    She befriends Brandon Cassel, the schools best wrestler, who shares a heartbreaking secret. 
    The friends were obviously meant to be together, just a few things stand in the way.
    Like a boyfriend of 7 years.
    And of course one very important rule. 
    <><><><><><><><><>
    I heard a knock on my door, dressed in my Prom dress. I sighed and got up, putting the ice-cream onto the side. I went to open the door and took a deep breath. My heart sunk when I saw who was at the door. 
    "Hi," Brandon said, with flowers in his hand. My heart fluttered as I smiled. 
    "Hey," I said, barely above a whisper. 
    "Erm," He scratched the back of his neck, and looked around uncomfortably. 
    "What do I do?" He chuckled nervously. 
    I sighed and leant against the door frame.
    "Just say it's been a long six months. And that you were too afraid to tell her what you want." 
    "Right. Then?" He asked. He straightened his black tux and fixed his tie a little. 
    "Well, then that's it. That's how it works." I smiled weakly. "That's how you get the girl."

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