Title: Growing Up

Chapter 38: Lending A Helpful Hand

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the characters you don't recognize.

A/N: I hope that you all liked the last chapter. I also hope that you enjoy this chapter. I plan to finish this story before this summer comes up. I have a bit more free time on my hands and I plan on using most of it to finish this story. I hate saying make sure you review, but reviews are the only way that I know that people are reading the story and want me to continue it. So if you could, please review. It only takes a few minutes, and I'm very thankful for all that do review. I also understand if you can't review. Thank you to all my readers.

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Candice sighed to herself as the bell rang signaling the end of school. She slowly got up and put her books away. Her face wore a frown at the sight of people making plans with their friends. She hadn't met anyone just yet but Stacy and the other girl, whom she didn't know the name of. She felt like an outcast. Candice felt like she didn't fit in with anyone here. She breathed in and out and then headed out of the classroom. To her surprise she was met by a smiling Randy standing outside her classroom door.

"Hey cutie." Randy smirked. "How was your day?"

"It was ok." Candice spoke as they started to walk out of the school building. "What about yours?"

"It was good." Randy laughed. "With the exception of finding two of my best friends in the supply closet."

"What's so funny about that?" Candice asked curiously.

"Let's just say…" Randy chuckled. "It was something Stacy and I never wanted to walk in on."

"Oh." Candice giggled at little bit. "When did this happen?"

"During lunch." Randy shook his head. "I didn't even know those two were like that."

"Stacy was with you?" Candice questioned a hint of jealousy in her tone as she thought of what the girl had told her at lunch.

"Yeah, we were both heading that way." Randy shook his head as he remembered the looks on his friends' faces.

"Oh…" Candice trailed off thinking that maybe the girl was right.

"Why so down?" Randy asked his girlfriend.

"Oh, its nothing." Candice faked a smile. "Just haven't met much people yet."

"Well, we can fix that." Randy stated pulling Candice into a hug. "I'll introduce you to my crazy friends."

"Will they like me?" Candice wondered aloud.

"Of course they will." Randy smiled. "If Stacy liked you, then you are good to go."

"Stacy, right." Candice couldn't help but feel like it was more to that.

"Though, I'm not sure who you should meet first." Randy thought. "Things haven't been so good for some of them."

"They are all having problems?" Candice asked.

"No, just two of them." Randy replied. "I'll introduce you to Paul and Stephanie first."

"Ok." Candice felt a little bit more at ease knowing she'd be gaining some more friends.

"Though, we may have to call first." Randy chuckled.

"Why?" Candice began to think. "Wait, are they the ones that were in the supply closet?"

"That would be correct." Randy responded. "We wouldn't want you to walk in on them now."

"I guess we should wait to meet them later." Candice smirked at the scene in front of them.

"What do you mean?" Randy questioned.

"Well, if I remember correctly." Candice started. "Those two up their by the tree are Paul and Stephanie. I remember them from a picture in your room."

Randy looked up and over to the tree. Randy and Candice had already walked out the building during this conversation. Taking notice of his two friends he was assuming that Candice would be right about meeting them later. Paul had Stephanie pushed up against a tree as they kissed one another passionately. Randy shook his head at his two friends.

"I'm guessing he got lucky over the break." Randy smirked.

"What makes you say that?" Candice asked.

"They are all over each other." Randy stated. "You can just tell."

"I guess so." Candice shook it off. "So, I think I'm going to head home now."

"No, I want you to meet them first." Randy replied taking her hand and leading her over to them.

"Randy, lets not." Candice bit her lip. "I don't want to interrupt them."

"They are out in public." Randy laughed. "I'm sure they'd love to see me again of all people."

"Randy, you are so evil." Candice giggled.

"I know." Randy smirked as he walked up to Paul and Stephanie. "Hey love birds."

"Oh, uh, Hey Randy." Paul stated pulling himself away from Stephanie.

"Hi." Stephanie blushed.

"You know, things like that get you caught." Randy smirked.

"Shut it Orton." Stephanie and Paul spoke at the same time.

"Ok, touchy subject." Randy smirked. "Well, I want you to meet someone."

"Ok, well introduce us." Stephanie replied.

"Paul, Steph, this is my girlfriend Candice." Randy responded. "She just moved here, and she doesn't know very many people."

"Hi Candice, I'm Stephanie." Stephanie smirked. "And this is my loser boyfriend Paul."

"Hey?!" Paul looked at Stephanie with pretend hurt eyes.

"It's nice to meet you two." Candice tried not to laugh.

"Oh, and if you ever forget Paul's name." Stephanie giggled. "Just think of the guy with the nose."

"That's it." Paul pouted crossing his arms and walking away from them.

"Oh, come on Paul, you know I'm joking." Stephanie laughed. "Randy, give her my number. Call me sometime Candice, we should hang out."

With that said Stephanie left Randy and Candice. She chased after Paul who was already quite a bit ahead of her already. Candice and Randy looked at each other with a small smile. They knew what was going to happen next between the two. Randy pulled out his cell phone so he could give Candice Stephanie's number.

"Get your cell phone out and I'll give you her number." Randy said getting Steph's name on his contact list.

"I left my phone at home." Candice said quickly as she pulled out a card from her purse. "Just write it on this."

"Ok." Randy looked at the card. "Stacy is still using the business card thing."

"Yeah, I guess." Candice spoke.

"Here ya go." Randy smiled. "So, can I give you a ride home?"
"No, I'm actually not going straight home." Candice lied.

"Well, I can take you to where ever." Randy answered. "It's not a problem."

"I have to stay after school." Candice thought quickly. "I have to get caught up with everything that I wasn't here for."

"You just said you had to head home though." Randy looked at Candice oddly.

"I forgot about school." Candice looked at Randy. "I'll call you later."

"Yeah, sure." Randy stated as he watched Candice go back into the school building.

Candice hurried into the school building. She hated lying to Randy. He was so sweet and kind to her. A frown came across her face as she looked out the window and noticed Randy still standing in the same spot. Her heart went out to him. He was trying really hard here and she wouldn't let him in. She couldn't let him in. She knew he'd leave her if he knew the truth.

XoxoxoxoX

"Paul, you know I was kidding." Stephanie replied still chasing after Paul.

"I was kidding too." Paul smirked as he turned around as Stephanie ran right into him.

"What do you mean?" Stephanie asked as she felt his arms wrap around her.

"I'm not mad." Paul eyed his brunette beauty. "I just wanted you to myself."

"You're horrible, you know that." Stephanie shook her head. "Our friends are going to think we just disappeared off the face of the Earth."

"That's fine with me." Paul smiled as he leaned in and kissed her.

"It's not ok with me." Stephanie began to think about it.

"Steph, it's ok." Paul tried to convince her. "Randy is spending most his time with Candice, Stacy with Andrew…"

"What about Chris and Trish?" Stephanie folded her arms.

"Well, Chris needs time to heal and think." Paul thought on his toes. "Trish, she needs…"

"See, no answer." Stephanie thought about Trish. "She probably could use a friend right about now."

"Has she called anyone of us?" Paul questioned.

"That doesn't matter." Stephanie looked at him. "We should just know."

"Uh, fine." Paul rolled his eyes. "Why don't you just invite her to hang out with us."

"Fine, I will." Stephanie rolled her eyes as well as she turned her back on Paul pulling out her cell phone.

Paul watched as his girlfriend dialed a number in her phone. He sighed to himself. He knew he was being greedy in wanting Stephanie all to himself, but he couldn't help it. She drove him nuts with every little thing she did. It wasn't that he didn't want his friends around, it was just drama free without them. He stood there watching Stephanie as she started talking on the phone.

"Hey Trish." Stephanie smiled into the phone.

"Hi Steph." Trish sniffled.

"Are you crying again?" Stephanie questioned.

"No, I'm not." Trish lied.

"Yes you are." Stephanie sighed. "Where are you?"

"I'm at home." Trish replied sadly.

"How so?" Stephanie asked. "School just got out five minutes ago."

"I left early." Trish cried.

"Why?" Stephanie wondered.

"I just did." Trish stated.

"Well, Paul and I are coming to get you." Stephanie replied. "You are hanging out with us today."

"I don't feel like doing anything." Trish spoke into the phone.

"Well, you have to do something." Stephanie stated. "I wont let you sulk around all day."

"Fine, whatever." Trish answered.

"We'll be there in a few." Stephanie smiled. "Bye."

"Bye." Trish said hanging up the phone.

Stephanie hung up her phone and looked over at Paul. He seemed to be in a trance. She rolled her eyes as she noticed his eyes were fixated on her the entire time. Steph waved a hand in front of his face, but his eyes remained where they were. She shrugged her shoulders and started walking away. Paul immediately took notice of this and ran after her.

"Hey, where are you going?" Paul questioned catching up to her.

"We are going to get Trish." Stephanie replied. "She needs friend right now."

"Are you serious?" Paul whined.

"Yeah, I am." Stephanie stopped in her tracks.

"Fine." Paul sighed as he kept walking, but stopped when Steph grabbed his arm.

She pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss was long and wanting. She ran her fingers through his low pony tail as she continued the kiss. His arms instantly wrapped around her waist as he kissed her back. Both their hearts raced as the wind blew. After a minute or two, they both came up for air. Their lips still lingering above one another's.

"You do this for me…" Stephanie began. "I'll do something for you."

"Ok." Paul smirked as he kissed her again.

"I thought you'd see it my way." Stephanie smiled as she returned the kiss.

"Why don't you head back to your house and I'll go get Trish." Paul spoke.

"We live right next to each other." Stephanie shook her head.

"Yeah, I know." Paul responded. "You can go change like you always do."

"Oh whatever." Stephanie giggled hitting him in the arm a little bit.

Paul and Stephanie continued their walk home. They had finally reached both houses. Paul kisses Stephanie once more before she headed into her own house. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her go inside. Once she was fully inside, Paul walked over to Trish's house. He headed up the pathway and made it to the door. He knocked a few times before Trish answered the door.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Paul asked taking notice of her red eyes.

"It's nothing." Trish half smiled.

"Ok, fine." Paul wasn't going to push her into talking. "So, why aren't you even ready."

"I don't know." Trish sighed. "Give me a few minutes."

"Take your time." Paul spoke as Trish let him inside and closed the door behind him.

Trish headed upstairs to get changed into something a little more appropriate for going out in. She was currently only in a tank top and sweat pants. While Trish was upstairs changing Paul was sitting in the living waiting for her. He was doing something on his phone when he heard a thud come from upstairs. Worried for Trish's safety he ran upstairs. He knocked a couple of times on the door, but never got an answer. Paul prepared himself for the sight he may see. He wasn't sure if Trish was fully clothed or not, but he had to make sure she was ok. Paul opened the door and looked around. He didn't see a sign of Trish, until he noticed her blonde hair inching above the bed. He slowly walked over to where Trish was sitting on the floor. She was crying her eyes out as she clung to a sweatshirt. Paul didn't understand why so many tears as she held onto the sweatshirt. As he looked at Trish, he looked closer at the sweatshirt. It was one of Chris' sweatshirts. He sighed as he sat down next to Trish on the floor. He hated seeing his friends like this. Paul wrapped an arm around Trish's shoulder and pulled her in for a hug. Trish leaned in and laid her head on Paul's shoulder as she continued to cry. He rubbed her back trying to comfort her as best as he could. Trish continued to cry, but she spoke while the tears still flowed.

"I hurt him so bad." Trish cried out. "I never meant to."

"You just have to give him time Trish." Paul soothed. "Give him some space to heal."

"He's different." Trish let out. "He's not the same Chris anymore."

"What makes you say that?" Paul questioned.

"He almost killed Brock at lunch today." Trish spoke as tears continued to run. "If the teachers hadn't pulled him off, I think he would have killed him."

"Chris wouldn't have killed him." Paul stated. "He wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Chris attacked Brock." Trish began. "He beat the hell out of him. Then a couple of teachers came and pulled him off. Chris told Brock to stay away from me and then he some how got away from the teachers. He then attacked Brock for the second time. The teachers got a hold of him again and pulled him out of the cafeteria. He yelled at Brock saying that I 'was' his. Brock could barely walk out of the cafeteria by himself."

"Are you serious?" Paul wondered.

"Yeah, it was like he was a man possessed." Trish cried. "I caused it."

"You didn't cause that Trish." Paul reassured his friend.

"If I hadn't have cheated, none of this would have happened." Trish responded.

"Why that is true." Paul began. "It doesn't mean you are the reason Chris flipped."

"How so?" Trish asked feeling a little better.

"Brock probably said something to provoke Chris." Paul said. "I know he wouldn't just flip out for nothing."

"I guess." Trish frowned. "I just wish none of this happened."

"Think of it this way." Paul started. "We are all still young and in high school. You've got your whole life ahead of you. This is just a test to see if you and Chris really belong together. You two need time apart to see if the love you two share is really that strong."

"So you think we might have another shot?" Trish questioned as hope began to come back to her.

"A little longer down the line I think you two have another shot." Paul smiled. "But you need to let him have his time and space. You also need to learn to be independent before you can truly be happy in a committed relationship."

"Thanks Paul." Trish replied hugging him with a small smile.

"There's that smile I've been looking for." Paul smiled. "Now you get dressed, I think Steph is wondering where the hell we are."

"Ok." Trish smiled again feeling better.

"What's taking you two so long?" Stephanie asked as she walked into the room.

"Oh, we were just talking." Paul smiled at Trish. "She's going to get dressed now."

Paul gently pushed Stephanie out of the room and shut the door behind him. Stephanie looked at Paul strangely wondering what he and Trish were talking about. They both headed downstairs and into the living room. They both sat on the couch and waited for Trish.

"What were you two talking about?" Stephanie wondered.

"She wasn't sure what color to wear today." Paul smirked.

"Oh, shut up." Stephanie shook her head. "Seriously."

"Let's just put it this way." Paul explained. "She's feeling better about herself."

"I guess I'll let that one slide." Stephanie smiled.

XoxoxoxoX

Chris walked down the hall of the school building. He was on his way to detention. Jericho had come from the principal's office. He was a bit angry that he hadn't been suspended. The principal has know Chris for a very long time, and he knew this wasn't like Chris at all. Sure Chris was getting into trouble all the time and pulling jokes, but never had he been so violent. Suspending Chris wouldn't fix his problem. So he was given two weeks of detention. He figured having detention would be a lot better then going home to sulk and be lonely. Chris was actually kinda of happy at what he had done to Brock. He would more then likely do it again if he had the chance. A smug smirk formed on his face thinking of how he beat the crap out of Brock. It made him feel a little bit better, but he was still hurting. Chris made it to the door and opened it slowly. He looked around and took notice of six other students in the room. Who know people were such fans of getting detention. Chris handed his slip to the teacher. The teacher looked it over and nodded to the chairs in front of him. Chris shook his head and sat down in the back corner. He pulled out his ipod and began to listen to it. It was only a few minutes later when he took notice of people staring at him. He looked up to see two guys and one girl all staring at him.

"What?" Chris asked with no emotion.

"You're new in here?" The girl smirked.

"You're point?" Chris questioned.

"I'm Christian." Christian began. "This is Tyson and Maryse."

"So…" Chris was obviously not interested.

"We saw what you did today to Brock." Tyson spoke.

"It was awesome." Maryse answered. "What made you do it?"

"I felt like it." Chris replied.

"I think he should be in our group." Maryse looked at Christian.

"I don't know." Christian responded. "He doesn't seem interested."

"Groups are so high school." Chris rolled his eyes. "What are you anyway?"

"We don't really label ourselves." Tyson answered. "We just get into trouble a lot."

"Like what kind?" Chris asked curiously.

"Like this." Christian smirked as the fire alarm went off.

The teacher shot up out of his desk and ran out of the classroom. Chris looked on as Christian, Tyson and Maryse stood up and walked out of the building. Chris raised an eyebrow as he also rose. He followed the three. Once they were all outside they stopped outside the front of the building.

"You guys planned that?" Chris asked.

"Yeah we did." Tyson smirked pulling out a cigarette. "Want one?"

Chris watched as Maryse and Christian both took one and lit them. They began smoking them as the watched Chris. He couldn't help but notice how worry free the three of them were. It was like they had no problems in the world. They seemed fine and content with their current state of mind. Chris wanted that and needed it desperately.

"I'll take one." Chris sated taking a cigarette from the pack.

He was hesitant on taking the first puff, because he had never smoked before in his life. He didn't want to look dumb in front of them for not being able to handle it. He slowly took the first puff and blew the excess smoke out of his mouth. Surprisingly, he felt like this wasn't his first time smoking. It came at ease to him. He quickly felt relaxed from the problems that had transpired with him. He smirked as he took another puff. Christian and Tyson gave each other a look in approval. Maryse couldn't help be let her eyes be glued to Chris. She found him quite attractive.

"Aren't you dating that one blonde chick?" Christian asked looking at Chris as they all began walking away from the school.

"I'm not dating anyone." Chris spoke a little bit of his hurt coming back.

"Really?" Maryse smirked as she instantly linked arms with Chris.

"Yup, I'm a free man." Chris eyed the tall blonde. "But you're more then welcome to change that."

"I'd be delighted to change it." Maryse smiled as she continued to walk with Chris.

"You two going to be fine?" Tyson questioned. "Christian and I have some other business to attend to."

"Yeah, we'll be fine." Chris' eyes never leaving Maryse.

"See you guys later." Maryse stated as she puffed the last puff of her cigarette along with Chris. "What do you want to do now?"

"I'm sure we can figure something out." Chris licked his lips at the blonde next to him.

"You want to head back to my place?" Maryse bit her bottom lip. "I'd be just us."

"You read my mind." Chris smirked at Maryse.

"You wont be sorry." Maryse raised an eyebrow with a slight seductive smile as she led the way down the street.

XoxoxoxoX

Stacy walked down the street. She had to stay after school for a little bit before heading home. She was now on her way home. She kicked a few rocks as she continued down the sidewalk she was on. Stacy looked up to see what street she was on and noticed Candice a little bit ahead of her. She was about to yell her name when she watched Candice look around to make sure no one was watching. Stacy held back her yell as she watched Candice cross the street now. Stacy wasn't sure if she should follow her or not, but she decided to follow. She had nothing better to do and maybe they could hang out and be a bit better friends. Stacy crossed the same street as Candice. They walked a couple of blocks, before Candice disappeared down an alley. Stacy wrinkled her eyebrows as she looked down the alley. There was a small tiny building that looked to be an old apartment complex. Stacy hesitantly walked down the alley and to the building. She looked around and noticed Candice enter the building. Stacy hurriedly followed inside so she didn't lose Candice. Once inside the building, Stacy took in her surroundings. There were a lot of people in the building. They all looked rough. Rough was the only nice way to put it. Stacy looked around and noticed Candice going up some stairs. She quickly followed suit and went up the stairs. Candice entered a room and shut the door behind her. Stacy bit her lip as she wondered if she should confront Candice or not. She took one more look around the area and walked over to the door. Stacy knocked and waited for an answer. While waiting, Stacy realized that Candice was living in a shelter.

"Hello…" Candice trialed off as she opened the door.

"Hey Candice." Stacy looked at Candice.

"What are you doing here?" Candice questioned.

"I followed you." Stacy said honestly. "I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out."

"Now isn't the best time." Candice answered. "I have to go."

"Candice, I know you don't know me that well…" Stacy began. "But I'll listen if you want to talk about it."

With that said, Stacy turned and walked away. Candice watched as Stacy made her way over to the stairs she had previously walked up. She bit her lip as Stacy was about to go down the stairs. The thought of Stacy knowing where she lived was eating away at her. She didn't know if Stacy would tell anyone or let alone tell Randy. Candice thought twice, but called out after Stacy.

"Do you want to come in?" Candice said loudly.

"Sure." Stacy spoke turning around.

Stacy walked back over to Candice. Candice stepped aside to let Stacy in the room. Once inside the room, Stacy looked around the room. It was smaller then a studio apartment. There was no furniture except for two plastic fold up chairs. There was a box as a table. A few blankets were laying on the floor. Stacy glanced over to the far right of the room and noticed two mattresses laying on the ground. Stacy couldn't help but fight back tears.

"As you can tell…" Candice started off. "I'm homeless."

"I'm sorry…" Stacy was unsure of what to say as she looked at Candice.

"My mom got fired from her job and my dad divorced her." Candice started. "Then this really nice guy offered my mom a job here. So she decided to look into it. We moved all the way down here from Milwaukee so my mom could get this job. Turns out, the only way she could get the job was if she slept with him. My mom wouldn't do it. He laughed at her and turned his back on us. We have no family down here and we don't have enough money to get back to Milwaukee. So, we are pulling through this way."

Stacy was speechless as Candice told her this story. She wasn't sure of what to say or what to do. She really wanted to help Candice and her mother though. Candice seemed nice and sweet enough. The only thing Stacy could think to do was hug Candice. She reached in and wrapped her arms around Candice. Stacy held her pretty tight giving Candice the feeling that everything would be ok. That's when Candice's mother walked in the door.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ms. Michelle spoke. "I didn't mean to interrupt anything."

"It's ok mom." Candice spoke. "This is Stacy."

"Hi." Stacy smiled sincerely.

"It's nice to meet you Stacy." Candice's mother said as she put her things down and walked back out the door.

"Why is she leaving already?" Stacy asked.

"She's probably just going to the bathroom." Candice replied. "We have to share everything."

Stacy looked around the room again. They had no food, no fridge, no dishes, nothing. She didn't know how they were able to live this way. Stacy also took notice of the two suitcases that were packed with clothes. She assumed that one was hers and the other was her mothers. Candice and Stacy hadn't known each other that long, but Stacy felt like she already knew so much about Candice. She didn't want them living like this. She didn't want Candice to feel like a charity case at the offer she was about to put on the table. Before Stacy could say anything, Candice' mom reentered the room.

"Candice, can I speak with you alone?" Ms. Michelle asked her daughter.

"Yeah, sure thing mom." Candice looked over at Stacy. "It will only take a minute."

Candice and her mother walked outside the door to speak. The walls were paper thin and Stacy could easily here everything they were saying. She covered her mouth when she heard Candice's mom say they were going to be kicked out pretty soon if they didn't pay the small fine that was past due. Stacy's heart broke for them. She wanted to help. She would help. Stacy waited patiently until the two came back inside. It was clearly written on both their faces that tears had escaped both their eyes.

"Stacy, I think its time for you to go home." Candice said softly.

"I'm sorry." Stacy replied. "I couldn't help but over hear what you guys were talking about. If you don't mind, I'd really like it if you both came and stayed with my parents and I at my house. We have a really big house. There is enough room for you both."

"Stacy dear, I'm thankful for your generosity." Ms. Michelle spoke. "But I can't take you up on that offer."

"Please…" Stacy nearly begged. "My parents would be ok with it. Candice can stay in my room with me. We have a guest room you can stay in. You can stay as long as you need to or until you can get on your own feet. You wouldn't have to worry about rent or anything. I don't want you to think that this is a charity case, because its not. I'd really hate to see you guys sleeping on the streets. It's getting ready to snow as well."

"Mom, we have no where else to go." Candice looked at her mom.

"Are you sure it would be ok with your parents?" Ms. Michelle questioned.

"They always say the more the merrier." Stacy smiled.

"Well, just until we can get on our own two feet." Ms. Michelle spoke with a small smile.

"Thank you soo much!" Candice beamed as she wrapped her arms around Stacy. "You don't know how much this means to me."

"It's nothing." Stacy smiled at them. "What are friends for?"

Stacy motioned to her cell phone to call her parents. She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her. Candice looked at her mom who was about to cry. She was a little confused at her mother's reaction. She thought that she'd be happy.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Candice questioned.

"Nothing sweetheart." She replied. "You've got a really great friend there."

"You think?" Candice looked at where Stacy once stood.

"I don't thing." She responded. "I know so."

"I know so to mom." Candice smiled removing all the negative things that the girl had told her before about Stacy.

"She's a really sweet girl." Ms. Michelle stated as she went over to her suitcase.

"I think we're going to be really good friends." Candice answered. "This is the first nice thing anyone has done for us, except for Randy."

"Didn't you say those two are best friends?" Ms. Michelle questioned.

"Yeah, they are." Candice replied.

"Then why does she know?" She asked again. "And Randy doesn't?"

"She followed me here." Candice looked at her suitcase.

"Are you going to tell Randy?" Ms. Michelle asked.

"I'm going to have to pretty soon." Candice sighed. "We are going to be living at his best friend's house."

"That's true." Ms. Michelle exclaimed.

"You guys ready?" Stacy walked back into the room. "My parents can't wait to meet you guys."

"Yeah, we are ready." Candice smiled as Stacy helped her with her suitcase.

XoxoxoxoX

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