His And Her Circumstances Fan Fiction ❯ Pictures of Matchstick Men ❯ The Big Move ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Ssinurn Solen 
"It's your own fault you know. You didn't have to just let your class plan your 'Hideaki Dinner Show' for the culture fest. You must admit, it did turn out to be pretty popular. Lucky you, when that publisher showed up."
Anime/Manga: His And Her Circumstances Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.28.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 694 | Status: Completed
"It's your own fault you know. You didn't have to just let your class plan your 'Hideaki Dinner Show' for the culture fest. You must admit, it did turn out to be pretty popular. Lucky you, when that publisher showed up."
Anime/Manga: His And Her Circumstances Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.28.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 694 | Status: Completed
Pictures of Matchstick Men
Chapter 1:The Big Move
Asaba put his head under the pillow as he tried to drown out the quiet sounds Arima made while getting dressed.
"Can you be a little quieter."
"Why don't you sleep in the guest room."
"'Cause all of my stuff is crammed in there."
"It's your own fault you know. You didn't have to just let your class plan your 'Hideaki Dinner Show' for the culture fest. You must admit, it did turn out to be pretty popular. Lucky you , when that publisher showed up."
"Ugh, too popular. My phone rang day and night. Strangers knocked on my door. Then they break in and trash the place. I am exhausted. Thanks for letting me stay here for a day or two until I find a new flat. It cost me a fortune when the landlord kicked me out."
"Fame is a harsh mistress, Asaba. Besides, you have been here a week already. Get some sleep, I have to go meet Miyazawa."
"I thought you too were cooling it off for a while."
"We are. I just want to get a jump on the homework for next term. On second thought, maybe you should come with me."
"Nah, you just go have fun on your date."
"Remember, You need to find another place before school starts. I doubt that you will get any peace until you do. At least with the publishing deal and the sales of your art book, you can afford a better place."
"Uh huh, now will you go and let me sleep!"
Asaba wandered into the kitchen as soon as he felt able to walk. He was still drowsy, but he was more hungry than sleepy.
On the table was a newspaper. Arima had circled local apartments in Asaba's price range the want ads. A large note from Arima reminded 'Asapin' to quit wasting time and find a place.
"Ugh, I suppose I can't put it off any longer." He said as he gulped down some toast, and went to find something to wear. Once dressed, he went back to the kitchen to grab the paper.
He took a deep breath as he stepped outside. It was the last thing he wanted to do. He had to find a place, get a phone number and pay to keep it unlisted, and many other things that he felt cramped his style.
Arima had warned him, "Be careful what you wish for." He had always wanted his Asaba Merryland, loaded with beautiful girls. He got it, sort of. The girls trashed his apartment, forcing him to live 'in secret' somewhere else.
"Life can really be unfair." He sighed as he found the first address on his list. The place was nice, but too close to his old apartment. He knew it would be trashed if he moved there.
The next two were in nicer areas, but were complete rat holes.
On it went until he was thoroughly exhausted, and out of names on the list. Nothing was right.
He sat on a bench in a tiny park and ate the burger he bought. There was nothing more he could think of doing. He was too tired to keep looking. He kicked at the birds who gathered around his feet. He decided that maybe chasing the birds would relieve his frustration. He finished his soda and chased any bird who bothered to get near him.
While stopping to catch his breath, he noticed an old man tapping a sign in front of a small, townhouse style, duplex. The sign read, "For Rent " and had a phone number to call.
Before the old man got out of sight, Asaba ran up to him, nearly scaring the man to death.
"What do you want? Please, don't hurt me. I will give you my money."
"No, I don't want your money! I saw you put up the sign. I want to see the rental."
"Oh, you do? "
"Yes," Asaba said as he bent down to catch his breath. "I'm Hideaki Asaba. I am looking for a new place to live."
"Asaba? Like the one who has the art book that is very popular right now with the youngsters?"
"Yeah, that's me. Although, I would appreciate it if you kept my name quiet. That book is part of why I need to find a new place. My fans swamped my old place."
"How do I know you are truthful?"
Asaba pulled out his wallet and showed the old man his ID card. "Here."
The old man stared and got wide eyed as he handed back the ID and dug in the pocket for his keys. He led Asaba to the apartment on the left and opened the door.
"It is not a big place. There is a kitchen and dining room through the arch to the left. Through the arch to the right is a nice sized living room. The bathroom is at the end of the hall, next to the stairs. It has a nice sized bath with a shower. Upstairs is the bedroom. It has no yard and no place to park anything, which is part of why I rarely have renters for more than a few months."
"It's perfect, not too big and not too small. How much? What was your name again?"
"I am called Piman Takishiro." He said with a bow, and quoted a price.
Asaba was thrilled to find that it was well in his price range, close to school and right next to a park. "I'll take it. Please, call me Asapin. You are so great for showing this to me on such short notice."
"It is my pleasure. If you come with me, I can get the paperwork together. You can move in tomorrow if you like." Takashiro said as he went outside and took the sign down. " I am so pleased to have this rented so fast, and to someone famous."
"I am just an artist. They'll forget as soon as the new fad rolls in."
"Oh, no. I have seen some of your work. It is very good. Oh, I must warn you. My cousin's daughter is going to be living next door. She is extremely rude. Just ignore her."
"Thanks."
"Soichiro!" Asaba teased as Arima walked through the front door.
"Let me guess, since my parents are away, you decided to make one of your famous inventive creations for dinner."
"Nope, I found a place, all by myself."
"Come on, I gave you a list this morning."
"It was not on the list. It is absolutely great! Kitchen, dining area, living room, huge bedroom, even a bathroom with a bath. It was much less expensive than the ones you circled."
"Uh, huh. What is the catch?"
"It has no yard and no parking space, not even for a bicycle. It is away from the road. I have to walk a path between buildings or through a park to get to it. The front porch is tiny and the landlord's extremely rude cousin lives next door."
"It doesn't sound too bad, since you don't drive. Is it close?"
"Yep. If I hadn't been fooling around, chasing birds in the park, I would have never seen it."
"Tomorrow. I already have taken care of the paperwork. My dad wired the first payments, and faxed his signature. It's all set."
"I will call everyone to help out."
"Jeez, no wonder this place was so cheap." Sakura said as she lugged a box across the park, "It might as well be in New York."
"Quit whining." Tonami rebuffed, "It isn't that far. We could have taken the path between the buildings."
"No way. Even I would get lost in that labyrinth. That's what happens when they put up buildings around old houses they can't buy off."
"Hey, you two. What took you so long?" Asaba said as he waved them towards his new place.
Arima and Asaba had chosen to use a wheeled cart and use the footpaths between buildings to carry their loads. Despite the twists and turns, the cart made moving Asaba's stuff much faster.
"This is it. I'm done." Sakura said as she set down the box and flopped on the floor.
"Need some help setting up?" Tonami asked.
"Yeah. I would like to have some stuff in place before Miyazawa and Izawa get here. If I don't I know they will just decide to change things around."
"What's with you? I thought you liked it when girls were around to help you."
"Since the book got popular, I just look. Girls wear me out too fast these days."
"Poor Asapin! "
"Shut up, Arima. Let's just get going. With the size of this place, it shouldn't take long."
"At least it is somewhat secluded." Tonami added, "You can look all you want from the park bench."
Asaba settled into his new place and started trying to go back to his old free lifestyle. He found that he liked his new babe magnet apartment. The only problem is that the only babes that showed up were his friends from school.
He decided to take a warm bath and think about the next poem he was gong to write and the next painting he was going to paint. The stipend he got from his dad, plus the sales from his art book helped him to afford more art supplies. He was living one of his dreams.
As the water slowly relaxed his body, he fell asleep. He awoke to the loud sound of a TV or a stereo coming from next door.
"Damn it. And I was having a really good dream too."
He rose out of the bath and dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He was not going to do this noisy neighbor any favors by trying to look nice.
He marched out the front door to the other door of the duplex. He banged on the door a couple of times, rang the doorbell, then alternated doing both until the music died down and the occupant opened the door.
"What the hell do you want?" came from the lips of the girl who stood before him.
She wore a black tank top that looked a size or two too small, with no bra. A multicolored patchwork, broomstick skirt hung loosely around her hips below her navel. She wore no shoes. Asapin stared at her big breasts for a moment before he let his eyes trail up the tendrils of her waist long, ash blonde hair up to her hazel eyes.
"Shit! You are gorgeous!" he said before he could stop himself.
"So I am told, now what do you want?"
"Oh, uh, I am your neighbor. Um, I was taking a nap. Could you turn your stereo down?"
"I guess. "
"I'm Hideaki Asaba."
"I'll keep it turned down whenever you bang on the dining room wall. Goodbye."
"Hey wait, what's your name?"
"Uninterested. Gnak , you loose, thanks for playing." She said as she slammed the door in his face.
"Man, Piman was not kidding when he said his cousin was rude. But, damn! She is sooo hot!"
Asaba found himself in front of his easel as soon as he got back inside his place. He was inspired and was not about to let the picture fade from his memory . Once it was finished he went upstairs and changed. School was going to start and he had promised to go out with Miyazawa and the out club for one more fun night of kareoke before the term started.
Arima showed up at he door right on time.
"Just a minute." He said as he opened the door, "Come on in Soichiro. I will be ready in a minute, I just have to shave."
Arima walked into the living room and stared at the pastel drawing on the easel.
"Wow." He shouted, "Hey Asipin! This drawing of an angel is the best one I have seen of yours yet!"
"What?" Asaba said as he toweled off his face and came into the living room." Oh that. Yeah, I guess it does look like an angel with the background I put behind her. Actually, it's inspired by my very rude neighbor."
"Is she really that rude."
"Oh yeah! She is an ultra hot super babe! If it weren't for her mouth, she would be my ideal woman."
"What do you mean by that?"
"From the way she dresses, she is just as naughty as I am."
"Great, a female Hideaki Asaba running around. What's her name?"
"She refused to give it."
"Smart girl."
"Hey! What is that all about? C'mon, lets get going, I am sure the girlies are waiting for us."
"Yeah."
The day of school came and Asaba pulled himself out of bed, dressed and headed out the door. His eyes were bleary and he nearly bumped into a girl on the sidewalk in the way. He apologized and ran to the bus stop to catch the next bus to school.
The first day was a little better than he hoped it would be. All of the help Arima and Miyazawa gave him over the break really helped him to understand what the teacher was talking about.
He got mobbed by girls in the halls. Miyazawa and Sena helped him find a place to hide long enough to eat his lunch in peace.
"I haven't seen you but once since break, Rika, what have you and Aya been up to lately?"
"Not much. Aya's had the flu, which is why she is having me bring her homework to her today. Oh there was one interesting thing that just happened."
"What is that?"
"We got a new student in our class this year. Her name is Annie Takishiro. She was born here, in Japan, but her mother was an American. The last few years she lived in San Francisco with her paternal grandmother, learning from private tutors. She is really pretty, but shy. Tsubasa hates her already, so she can't be all bad."
"Really?" Asaba said getting that 'come hither' look on his face. "What does she look like?"
"She has long , blonde hair that she braids just below her ears. She has bangs that hang in a perfect curve around her face. Athletic legs and arms. Oh, and since it is you, she'd got an ample chest."
"So when are you going to introduce me?"
"I don't know I haven't seen her anywhere since lunch started. She might be hiding. Sakura already tried to hit on her."
"I thought she was through chasing girls, now that she's got Tonami."
"Apparently not. Listen, I gotta get back to class. See you later, Asapin."
"Hmm, Takishiro, where have I heard that name?" Asapin said as he gulped down the rest of his lunch and went to talk to Mr. Kawashima. He hoped that with a little help from the teachers, he would just be adored, and not mobbed so much.
As he walked down the hall he ran into Miyazawa and a girl with blonde braids.
"Hi Yukino, what's up."
"Not much really. I am just showing this new student around. She pissed Sakura off so bad that she refused to give her a tour of the school. I figured I would do it, because I can hold my temper when I want to. Annie Takishiro, this is Hideaki Asaba, or Asapin to me and his other good friends."
Annie's eyes left the floor and looked up into Asaba's. She made a smirk and rolled her hazel eyes.
"It's you! I mean the really hot babe that lives next door!"
"So what. You are the weird ass artist that lives next door."
"Now be nice during school hours, Annie. You will have a much easier time." Miyazawa said in her sing song voice.
"I will as long as that Shibahime chick stays outta my way. The nerve of her saying she is prettier than me."
"Yeah," Asaba added," She still looks like a little kid."
"Not any more, Asapin. She must have gone through a growth spurt over the break. She is nearly as tall as me, and has filled out a little."
"So, Annie, want to come next door and study together some time."
"Hell no."
"Aw C'mon. Why not ?" Asaba said as he writhed around and gave her the puppy dog eyes.
"Because, you will just copy my stuff, I am too smart for you."
Asaba hung his head and continued to head for the counseling office.
"She is going to be one tough nut to crack, but I think I'm up to it."
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Chapter 1:The Big Move
Asaba put his head under the pillow as he tried to drown out the quiet sounds Arima made while getting dressed.
"Can you be a little quieter."
"Why don't you sleep in the guest room."
"'Cause all of my stuff is crammed in there."
"It's your own fault you know. You didn't have to just let your class plan your 'Hideaki Dinner Show' for the culture fest. You must admit, it did turn out to be pretty popular. Lucky you , when that publisher showed up."
"Ugh, too popular. My phone rang day and night. Strangers knocked on my door. Then they break in and trash the place. I am exhausted. Thanks for letting me stay here for a day or two until I find a new flat. It cost me a fortune when the landlord kicked me out."
"Fame is a harsh mistress, Asaba. Besides, you have been here a week already. Get some sleep, I have to go meet Miyazawa."
"I thought you too were cooling it off for a while."
"We are. I just want to get a jump on the homework for next term. On second thought, maybe you should come with me."
"Nah, you just go have fun on your date."
"Remember, You need to find another place before school starts. I doubt that you will get any peace until you do. At least with the publishing deal and the sales of your art book, you can afford a better place."
"Uh huh, now will you go and let me sleep!"
Asaba wandered into the kitchen as soon as he felt able to walk. He was still drowsy, but he was more hungry than sleepy.
On the table was a newspaper. Arima had circled local apartments in Asaba's price range the want ads. A large note from Arima reminded 'Asapin' to quit wasting time and find a place.
"Ugh, I suppose I can't put it off any longer." He said as he gulped down some toast, and went to find something to wear. Once dressed, he went back to the kitchen to grab the paper.
He took a deep breath as he stepped outside. It was the last thing he wanted to do. He had to find a place, get a phone number and pay to keep it unlisted, and many other things that he felt cramped his style.
Arima had warned him, "Be careful what you wish for." He had always wanted his Asaba Merryland, loaded with beautiful girls. He got it, sort of. The girls trashed his apartment, forcing him to live 'in secret' somewhere else.
"Life can really be unfair." He sighed as he found the first address on his list. The place was nice, but too close to his old apartment. He knew it would be trashed if he moved there.
The next two were in nicer areas, but were complete rat holes.
On it went until he was thoroughly exhausted, and out of names on the list. Nothing was right.
He sat on a bench in a tiny park and ate the burger he bought. There was nothing more he could think of doing. He was too tired to keep looking. He kicked at the birds who gathered around his feet. He decided that maybe chasing the birds would relieve his frustration. He finished his soda and chased any bird who bothered to get near him.
While stopping to catch his breath, he noticed an old man tapping a sign in front of a small, townhouse style, duplex. The sign read, "For Rent " and had a phone number to call.
Before the old man got out of sight, Asaba ran up to him, nearly scaring the man to death.
"What do you want? Please, don't hurt me. I will give you my money."
"No, I don't want your money! I saw you put up the sign. I want to see the rental."
"Oh, you do? "
"Yes," Asaba said as he bent down to catch his breath. "I'm Hideaki Asaba. I am looking for a new place to live."
"Asaba? Like the one who has the art book that is very popular right now with the youngsters?"
"Yeah, that's me. Although, I would appreciate it if you kept my name quiet. That book is part of why I need to find a new place. My fans swamped my old place."
"How do I know you are truthful?"
Asaba pulled out his wallet and showed the old man his ID card. "Here."
The old man stared and got wide eyed as he handed back the ID and dug in the pocket for his keys. He led Asaba to the apartment on the left and opened the door.
"It is not a big place. There is a kitchen and dining room through the arch to the left. Through the arch to the right is a nice sized living room. The bathroom is at the end of the hall, next to the stairs. It has a nice sized bath with a shower. Upstairs is the bedroom. It has no yard and no place to park anything, which is part of why I rarely have renters for more than a few months."
"It's perfect, not too big and not too small. How much? What was your name again?"
"I am called Piman Takishiro." He said with a bow, and quoted a price.
Asaba was thrilled to find that it was well in his price range, close to school and right next to a park. "I'll take it. Please, call me Asapin. You are so great for showing this to me on such short notice."
"It is my pleasure. If you come with me, I can get the paperwork together. You can move in tomorrow if you like." Takashiro said as he went outside and took the sign down. " I am so pleased to have this rented so fast, and to someone famous."
"I am just an artist. They'll forget as soon as the new fad rolls in."
"Oh, no. I have seen some of your work. It is very good. Oh, I must warn you. My cousin's daughter is going to be living next door. She is extremely rude. Just ignore her."
"Thanks."
"Soichiro!" Asaba teased as Arima walked through the front door.
"Let me guess, since my parents are away, you decided to make one of your famous inventive creations for dinner."
"Nope, I found a place, all by myself."
"Come on, I gave you a list this morning."
"It was not on the list. It is absolutely great! Kitchen, dining area, living room, huge bedroom, even a bathroom with a bath. It was much less expensive than the ones you circled."
"Uh, huh. What is the catch?"
"It has no yard and no parking space, not even for a bicycle. It is away from the road. I have to walk a path between buildings or through a park to get to it. The front porch is tiny and the landlord's extremely rude cousin lives next door."
"It doesn't sound too bad, since you don't drive. Is it close?"
"Yep. If I hadn't been fooling around, chasing birds in the park, I would have never seen it."
"Tomorrow. I already have taken care of the paperwork. My dad wired the first payments, and faxed his signature. It's all set."
"I will call everyone to help out."
"Jeez, no wonder this place was so cheap." Sakura said as she lugged a box across the park, "It might as well be in New York."
"Quit whining." Tonami rebuffed, "It isn't that far. We could have taken the path between the buildings."
"No way. Even I would get lost in that labyrinth. That's what happens when they put up buildings around old houses they can't buy off."
"Hey, you two. What took you so long?" Asaba said as he waved them towards his new place.
Arima and Asaba had chosen to use a wheeled cart and use the footpaths between buildings to carry their loads. Despite the twists and turns, the cart made moving Asaba's stuff much faster.
"This is it. I'm done." Sakura said as she set down the box and flopped on the floor.
"Need some help setting up?" Tonami asked.
"Yeah. I would like to have some stuff in place before Miyazawa and Izawa get here. If I don't I know they will just decide to change things around."
"What's with you? I thought you liked it when girls were around to help you."
"Since the book got popular, I just look. Girls wear me out too fast these days."
"Poor Asapin! "
"Shut up, Arima. Let's just get going. With the size of this place, it shouldn't take long."
"At least it is somewhat secluded." Tonami added, "You can look all you want from the park bench."
Asaba settled into his new place and started trying to go back to his old free lifestyle. He found that he liked his new babe magnet apartment. The only problem is that the only babes that showed up were his friends from school.
He decided to take a warm bath and think about the next poem he was gong to write and the next painting he was going to paint. The stipend he got from his dad, plus the sales from his art book helped him to afford more art supplies. He was living one of his dreams.
As the water slowly relaxed his body, he fell asleep. He awoke to the loud sound of a TV or a stereo coming from next door.
"Damn it. And I was having a really good dream too."
He rose out of the bath and dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He was not going to do this noisy neighbor any favors by trying to look nice.
He marched out the front door to the other door of the duplex. He banged on the door a couple of times, rang the doorbell, then alternated doing both until the music died down and the occupant opened the door.
"What the hell do you want?" came from the lips of the girl who stood before him.
She wore a black tank top that looked a size or two too small, with no bra. A multicolored patchwork, broomstick skirt hung loosely around her hips below her navel. She wore no shoes. Asapin stared at her big breasts for a moment before he let his eyes trail up the tendrils of her waist long, ash blonde hair up to her hazel eyes.
"Shit! You are gorgeous!" he said before he could stop himself.
"So I am told, now what do you want?"
"Oh, uh, I am your neighbor. Um, I was taking a nap. Could you turn your stereo down?"
"I guess. "
"I'm Hideaki Asaba."
"I'll keep it turned down whenever you bang on the dining room wall. Goodbye."
"Hey wait, what's your name?"
"Uninterested. Gnak , you loose, thanks for playing." She said as she slammed the door in his face.
"Man, Piman was not kidding when he said his cousin was rude. But, damn! She is sooo hot!"
Asaba found himself in front of his easel as soon as he got back inside his place. He was inspired and was not about to let the picture fade from his memory . Once it was finished he went upstairs and changed. School was going to start and he had promised to go out with Miyazawa and the out club for one more fun night of kareoke before the term started.
Arima showed up at he door right on time.
"Just a minute." He said as he opened the door, "Come on in Soichiro. I will be ready in a minute, I just have to shave."
Arima walked into the living room and stared at the pastel drawing on the easel.
"Wow." He shouted, "Hey Asipin! This drawing of an angel is the best one I have seen of yours yet!"
"What?" Asaba said as he toweled off his face and came into the living room." Oh that. Yeah, I guess it does look like an angel with the background I put behind her. Actually, it's inspired by my very rude neighbor."
"Is she really that rude."
"Oh yeah! She is an ultra hot super babe! If it weren't for her mouth, she would be my ideal woman."
"What do you mean by that?"
"From the way she dresses, she is just as naughty as I am."
"Great, a female Hideaki Asaba running around. What's her name?"
"She refused to give it."
"Smart girl."
"Hey! What is that all about? C'mon, lets get going, I am sure the girlies are waiting for us."
"Yeah."
The day of school came and Asaba pulled himself out of bed, dressed and headed out the door. His eyes were bleary and he nearly bumped into a girl on the sidewalk in the way. He apologized and ran to the bus stop to catch the next bus to school.
The first day was a little better than he hoped it would be. All of the help Arima and Miyazawa gave him over the break really helped him to understand what the teacher was talking about.
He got mobbed by girls in the halls. Miyazawa and Sena helped him find a place to hide long enough to eat his lunch in peace.
"I haven't seen you but once since break, Rika, what have you and Aya been up to lately?"
"Not much. Aya's had the flu, which is why she is having me bring her homework to her today. Oh there was one interesting thing that just happened."
"What is that?"
"We got a new student in our class this year. Her name is Annie Takishiro. She was born here, in Japan, but her mother was an American. The last few years she lived in San Francisco with her paternal grandmother, learning from private tutors. She is really pretty, but shy. Tsubasa hates her already, so she can't be all bad."
"Really?" Asaba said getting that 'come hither' look on his face. "What does she look like?"
"She has long , blonde hair that she braids just below her ears. She has bangs that hang in a perfect curve around her face. Athletic legs and arms. Oh, and since it is you, she'd got an ample chest."
"So when are you going to introduce me?"
"I don't know I haven't seen her anywhere since lunch started. She might be hiding. Sakura already tried to hit on her."
"I thought she was through chasing girls, now that she's got Tonami."
"Apparently not. Listen, I gotta get back to class. See you later, Asapin."
"Hmm, Takishiro, where have I heard that name?" Asapin said as he gulped down the rest of his lunch and went to talk to Mr. Kawashima. He hoped that with a little help from the teachers, he would just be adored, and not mobbed so much.
As he walked down the hall he ran into Miyazawa and a girl with blonde braids.
"Hi Yukino, what's up."
"Not much really. I am just showing this new student around. She pissed Sakura off so bad that she refused to give her a tour of the school. I figured I would do it, because I can hold my temper when I want to. Annie Takishiro, this is Hideaki Asaba, or Asapin to me and his other good friends."
Annie's eyes left the floor and looked up into Asaba's. She made a smirk and rolled her hazel eyes.
"It's you! I mean the really hot babe that lives next door!"
"So what. You are the weird ass artist that lives next door."
"Now be nice during school hours, Annie. You will have a much easier time." Miyazawa said in her sing song voice.
"I will as long as that Shibahime chick stays outta my way. The nerve of her saying she is prettier than me."
"Yeah," Asaba added," She still looks like a little kid."
"Not any more, Asapin. She must have gone through a growth spurt over the break. She is nearly as tall as me, and has filled out a little."
"So, Annie, want to come next door and study together some time."
"Hell no."
"Aw C'mon. Why not ?" Asaba said as he writhed around and gave her the puppy dog eyes.
"Because, you will just copy my stuff, I am too smart for you."
Asaba hung his head and continued to head for the counseling office.
"She is going to be one tough nut to crack, but I think I'm up to it."
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