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"Of all the pretty damsels in the school, why would I take you with me?" He asked moving closer to her with every word he spoke. "I just..." "You're not the woman of the world yet." She was now completely trapped between his body and the locker. His close proximity was doing things to her she didn't understand. "Yet Conrad, yet." She wasn't gonna lose that easily. **** Margaux and Conrad have been the best of friends for as long as they can remember and would never miss a chance to pull the other's leg. They had a chemistry, one of a different sort that could not be defined as the one that lovers had. Both were strong witted, confident and loved their liberty too much. They were the 'same' poles of a magnet, yet defied all laws of science bonding together so strongly. What could a trinket from Paris possibly have to offer them?
Chap 1: "You're not the woman of the world,yet"
