Help a friend out

Help a friend out

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"You're friends with Allie, right?" "Yeah, what's it matter?" I asked, unable to fight the smile that being around him brought. "Well.." His voice lowered "Maybe you could talk to her about me, talk me up." He shrugged sheepishly "Talk you up?" I asked, laughing a little at the irony of the situation. He rolled his eyes "Yeah, you know... Help a friend out." He smiled, like it was that easy. *** Asher and Bailey were never super close friends, but being neighbor's made them more than aquatinted. Bailey was never the most popular, or prettiest girl either, but being best friends with Allison James brought on a good reputation. What happens when Bailey agrees to help Asher get together with Allie, which is nearly impossible...what happens when one of them catches feelings? Has Asher been using Bailey just to get closer to Allie, or could Bailey be the one?
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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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