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Ace's POV:

The next day, we were Friday morning. I finished what I had to type for Heather and went to give it to her.

"Here." I handed over the papers, after greeting her.

"Thanks." she took them and kept the away. Then she looked at me "Uh, about yesterday, it was Shirley's idea." she blushed.

"I know. It's not like you." I smiled.

She raised a brow.

"What do you mean?"

"That it doesn't seem kind something you would come up with. You seem too innocent and timid."

She laughed.

"That's what people who don't know me well, think. I'm not that innocent, Ace."

"You sure? I doubt."...