Clean Slate
Pierce The Veil- Fast Times At Clairemont High B.B.: "You are very good at this, Miss," James smiles at me when he gets back from dropping Damian off at his house. "He's going to take your advice," "I know he is. It's a lot of money," I laugh. "Pocket change at most," he smirks. "Yeah," I nod looking my notes over. "It's all he needs for a better life," "I must admit that I thought I had you all figured out," he sits down across from me. "I thought you were like your father. Good at everything, head in the clouds, but your feet are firmly on the ground. I'm rather impressed," "Don't be," I scoff. "I'm serious. What was it you said to madame? Don't sell yourself short?" he smirks. "You little eavesdropper," I accuse. "You're roots are growing in. Would you like me to book a
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