Chapter 17 - Advice

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—Jaime

"Jaime! Jaime! Wait!" I hear Bart call my name just as I take a step towards the Zeta Tube. I turn around and am greeted by a gust of wind and the red head speedster.

"Is everything okay, Bart?" I ask quickly.

"Yeah, everything's— Well, no, it's not. I need help." He looks up at me with puppy dog eyes.

"With what?" I ask warily, unsure of what trouble Bart is likely to get us into.

He falters for a second, but looking back at me, "Girls."

I stare at him for a moment, before laughing. "Wow, Bart, I thought we had to go save someone or something. What help do you need with girls?"

He fidgets, patting his hand quickly against his thigh, "Well, it's more like, girl. Singular."

"Are you going to ask Nova out?" I ask.

He looks up at me, surprise coloring his features. "How did you know?" He gasp.

"Well, you see, I have eyes." Not to mention Remy basically told me how cute Nova and Bart would be in a relationship since they are totally crushing on each other, but Bart doesn't need to know that. Remy is dying waiting to see them go out on a date.

"Oh," he says, then looks back up at me. "I still need help. Well, more like advice."

I smile, "Of course, what do you need?"

"How do you ask a girl out? I mean, what's the best way to?" He asks quickly.

He's so nervously just thinking about it, even I can see that. He must really like her.

"Just walk up to her and ask, that's the best way. And on the first date, make it fun." I tell him simply.

"Just walk up? And ask?" I swear he's hyperventilating right now.

"Yeah, it's okay, chill. You can do it." I smile at him.

"Okay. Yeah, I can do that. Yeah." He tells himself, then looks back at me. "Thanks, Jaime." He says before turning around and racing off.

"Good luck, Bart," I tell to empty air as I head into the Zeta Tube.


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I know, I know, another short chapter. Just sit tight, Dollfaces.

—RoseandPaper


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