Julian had been listening to Tatum with the half attention he reserved for chicks talking about their dresses at dances, and wondering if it was too late to find Erica and hook up for the night. He jumped nearly half a mile when Tatum suddenly grabbed his shirt with that crazy look in her eye.

"What the fuck, let go of my shirt Tate" she grumbled, prising her hands away and shaking his head. He sipped at his drink and was suddenly overcome with desire. "I did notice you!" he suddenly yelled excitedly, spilling a little drink down her front and nearly dying. "Oh! I am so sorry, je suis desole!" Would she ever be able to forgive him for such a heinous act? "I would never do anything to hurt you" he said desperately, staring into her sparkling eyes. "I only want to protect you!"

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"No!" Tatum had protested immediately, fighting desperately against him removing her hands, and pouting up at him with a trembling lip until he took a sip, and seemingly came to his senses! She couldn't have been happier, seizing the front of him once again and pulling him closer. He was so tall, she loved tall men, of course! How had she forgotten about that? Jules had always been so tall and just.. dashing.

"Oh thank god! I thought you wouldn't w-want me!" she cried back, seeming to not even notice the now soaked front of her dress. "I could never n-never ever stay mad at you, don't w-worry! Seriously! I just-- d-don't leave me, don't ever leave me!"

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"I've always wanted you!" Of course he had, why hadn't he seen it before? Her hair was such a lovely shade of red. Forget those girls who wore proper clothes or cheerleading outfits, this is what he had wanted all along. Frankie wanted this, he could feel it.

He dragged her into a embrace, resting his chin on her head and hugging her tightly. "I'll never let you go! We'll be together forever, Tate! Just you and me."

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"Really?!" Tatum gasped, looking positively elated as her cheeks flushed a little. "Me too! You're l-like.. like the c-cutest boy ever," she admitted. Normally she didn't even care how boys looked, did she? But this was different, this was Jules. Just one look at him was enough to reassure her that she adored him.

Snuggling happily into the hug, she pressed her face against his chest, still grinning. "R-Right? We're just.. w-we're totally awesome together. Y-You're always so nice to me! E-Even though me and F-Frankie.. but l-like whatever, y'know, that's the past! We're s-so meant to be together. Aren't w-we?" she finished slowly, looking up at him suddenly and looking as if her heart might break if he said they weren't meant to be. Who could think that they weren't practically made for each other!?

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