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Peter was surprised to see Jules' truck pulling in but frowned slightly as he realised someone else was driving. He headed outside.
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Alora hopped out of the truck, she closed the door. "Hello there" she said kindly and waved politely, she walked up to his door.
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"Hey, what's up?" He asked in confusion.
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"Mmmm.. listen I know Jules, she isn't going to confuse to you or anyone" she crossed her arms, "I know you like her it's pretty obvious, if you want her she isn't very easy to snag. It was hard just for me to get a job. She's a tough cookie" she stared him down hoping he would listen well to what she was saying.
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Peter blushed a little "I really do like her" He nodded "But I have no idea how she feels"
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"Well you better figure it out real fast" she said and got back in the truck, driving off.
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"How am I meant to do that??" Peter sighed. He watched Alora leave.
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Juled kept walking Spring around, she didnt know why but she left the arena and headed toward the woods.
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Peter tried to work out what to do. He was worried he'd make Jules angry again if he kept sending messages. But he didn't want to give up either.
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She watched the wilderness, amazed. She finally rode back after dark.
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