The Girl Behind The Mask

The Girl Behind The Mask

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" How come I've never meet you before" asked Dylan. " Maybe because you never notice me to even say hello" I replied. " I'm pretty sure I would have noticed you some time in the past three years, Dunlin High isn't that big and with a face like yours your not hard to miss" " Ha you haven't even seen my face I'm wearing a mask" " Well I can still tell that your beautiful, I'll see you at school next week right" " I'll be there but I don't know if you'll notice me" " I will what's your........" Just then I was rushed out the room by my best friend but not until I heard his now distant voice finish " name"
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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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