French Connection

French Connection

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~previously known as La Reine~ "I dare you to kiss me." He breathed on my face, the warm blow felt inciting and beautiful. I looked into his dark blue eyes, similar to mine and somewhat more intense. Lust clouded his eyes and he looked hotter than ever. I took a sharp breath and exhaled slowly. He frustrated me- sexually, emotionally and mentally. "Not until you tell me why." I said staring him right in the eye, challenging him to go ahead. He looked away and smiled, the gorgeous smile endured my existence. "Parce que La reine." He spoke in a fluent French accent and came closer to me. His hand snaked on my waist and he continued "Is taking my breath away." *** They aren't polar opposites, nor do they have similarities. They are two different people with different perspectives in life. They were never meant to be together. Asher Reed never had a girlfriend. Though he has slept with the whole of New York. He didn't do serious relationships. He always partied and smoked. He changed to Bridgewood High due to his notorious pranks. Tessa Collins is the Queen Bee of the school, the mean girl who is the student body president. She is a part time model for designers like her mother- Petunia Collins. She is powerful and secretive. She decided not to date since the most a guy can give you is a headache. But they just clicked,
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