YOU'RE HERE THATS THE THING Lynn Loud Jr.

"I've got you wrapped around my finger like a piece of ribbon
you just won't admit it that you're smitten
Hold on a minute, please, won't you listen?
Cause I'm not sure if you're into me like I'm into you"

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IN WHICH...

Lynn Loud Jr. has never thought about Marley Sterling. Of course she's heard the name, catching a stolen glance or two, but their differing personalities could never get along. Marley appears to be the perfect girl; she's smart, every strum of her guitar sounds like heaven, and she's friendly. She was a Royal Woods cherub; her very presence being an embodiment of cascading love and affection. Someone can't be so perfect, can they? That's what Lynn wants to get to the bottom of-she wants to know the real Marley.

OR...

Marley sterling has thought about Lynn Loud, she would be a liar if she said she hasn't. Being an athletic prodigy brought it's silent admirers, one of them being Marley. Maybe it was those green eyes or deep dimples, but Marley couldn't help but being practically entranced. She was like a picture frame that Marley wanted to look at all day. She couldn't, though, so she opted for small glances in crowded hallways, her eyes drawn to the athlete like a moth to a flame. There was something curious about Lynn that attracted Royal Wood's local musician.