There's a cat in my backpack in my locker; please feed her for me.


Money Can't Buy Me Love: Chapter 3

Truth be told, the euphoria at his cuteness had soon worn off, and Rachel wanted nothing more than for the night to be over.

Maybe it was the realisation that his blonde hair wasn’t as brown as it should have been. Maybe it was the lack of crooked smiles that his lips could offer (and a lack of dimples). Maybe it was because he wasn’t overly tall.

Maybe it was because his name began with an S instead of an F.

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