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"Jacob...Jacob...Jacob!!!!!"

"What?!!!"

"Will you stop net surfing? And help me out." I whined slumping on the bed. Putting my face in my palm, I look towards Jacob, who was still scrolling through his phones, sitting Indian-style on my bed. I snatched his phone and threw it on the bed behind me. " Iris!!!" He shouted irritated. But not more than me. Here i asked him to help me out and he is busy scrolling through his phone.

" Is this how you are helping me out?" I asked, squinting my eyes at him.

He sighed, and with a duh look, he watched me, " Iris, I agree, that I promised to be your side, thick and thin. But this....." He motioned to the scattered clothes all around my room," this is not what I signed for." He finished, shaking his head.

" But you are my friend." I pouted. And looked at him with sad and puppy dog eyes. He sighed, knowing he can't ignore this, cute, pouty face. If I can win Alexander Russo with this cute, sad, and pouty face, then no one else stands a chance.

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