I can't be with you (JB fanfic)
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"I hate Justin, I mean. Not to the point I want him dead like some people. But I hate his attitude"
"Let's make a deal, of you can help Justin fix his image, then I'll help you get that part on Honors, deal?"
"Fine I'll help Justin"
"WHY DID I AGREE TO THIS'
" because your desperate for that damn part Lea"
"Fine if you think your ok without my help! Fine! I don't even want that stupid part anymore!"
"I need your help Lea"
"What do you like most about lea?"
"She is amazing, kind, helpful, and honestly one if the most beautiful girls I've ever met"
"Wow"
"You look really amazing"
"I look like the scarecrow in the wizard of Oz"
"Your beautiful"
Theses are quotes from the book (some may be cut) hope you like it
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