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Harlow rushed back to her bedroom. She slammed the door behind her and leant on it, still in disbelief at who her mate was.

"So?" Johan asked, bouncing on a huge ball over to where Harlow was standing with wide eyes.

"Har?" Johan stopped bouncing at the look on her face. “What's wrong? Did that prick reject you?"

Harlow shook her head, "can we not talk about this now, please?"

Johan opened her mouth, then close it. “Umm, ok," she finally said.

"I feel weak." Harlow let out, then make her way over to her bed.

Johan lay beside her as she curled herself into a ball, still with wide eyes.

"Wake me up in never." Harlow said, rolling over on her back.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Johan was dying to know.

She turned her head to look at Johan. “You will find out soon enough."

Johan sighed, not saying anything. She knew Harlow will remain tight lip and let her find out on her own.

"Can I at least get a hint? Is he not good looking? Is it that creepy new guy? Oh my gods, Blossom? M