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			<title>Ch 13: Head B***h In Charge</title>
			<description>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TYLER POV - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I ran past the defender at the end of the field, positioned myself, and kicked the ball towards the goal. The keeper missed it by an inch. My practice team roared as I ran to them. That was my 4th goal of the day.&quot;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12: Getting Involved</title>
			<description>Dirt whizzed through the air as my bike maneuvered through the rough terrain. I zoomed past everything around me, watching trees and the road beside me become a surreal blur. As I came to the hill, I stood up and lifted myself up, barely making it over the peak. The wind blew my hair in every direct..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11: Match Made in Heaven</title>
			<description>- - - - - - - - JC POV - - - - - - - -I flipped the page of my book and scanned the words, my mind floating elsewhere. I crossed my legs and pulled my dress down. The sun was shining bright and warmed my skin slightly. The grass beneath me cooled me down. It felt great, I couldn't love Fridays any m..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10: New Arrangement</title>
			<description>I pushed the doors open to the gym and ran in, to see some of the boys shooting hoops. I gripped onto my basketball and ran in.&quot;Giamatti, over here!&quot; Jason called, motioning me to come over. He looked pretty intense, something extremely rare because he was too laid back to ever be intense.&quot;What's up..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: The Meeting</title>
			<description>&quot;I'm going to need you to start coming in more, we're going to get busier in the next couple of weeks,&quot; Steve barked from his office as I made my way in, after taking the hardest economics test of my entire life. I sighed and shook my head.&quot;Just let me know when, sir.&quot;&quot;Tough day?&quot; I heard from behin..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9: Gentleman Skills</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - - - - - - - - - - - - -&amp;nbsp; JC POV - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The classes before lunch went by really quick. My mind always went into a daze whenever I looked at the crazy posters in my art class, but today was different. They made me dizzy and I was losing energy as each sec..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Bad Idea</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What are you doing?!&quot; he barked, as he slammed his coffee cup on the table. I jerked at the booming voice coming from behind me and turned around immediately. Steve Dolton stood before me, anger spread across every feature of his face. He was turning red as each second of tension..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: My Life So Far</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The sun slowly began rising above the tall buildings, as the rays peeked through the blinds, casting shadows on the walls of my dorm room. I pulled the covers off of my head and straightened myself out on my bed, staring at the faded and chipped light blue ceiling. I r..</description>
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			<title>Behind The Scenes</title>
			<description>Zara Ramasso's just trying to find a way to pay for college. When she becomes an assistant to an insanely rude music-video director, she finds more. She finds love w/ upcoming star, Travis Garland, and both of their lives change completely. </description>
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			<title>Chapter 8: Lunch? </title>
			<description>- - - - - - TYLER POV - - - - - - - - What the hell was she thinking? And who would spread a rumor like that? It was all too much and I was extremely irritated and the day had only just begun. My mind whizzed around the thoughts that were filling my head quicker than a tornado. One thought in pa..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7: Stay Away From Him </title>
			<description>I woke up the next morning feeling dazed and completely out of it. I balanced up onto my elbows and looked down at the bandaging and thoughts of the incident filled my head. I pushed my knees up to chest and thought about it. I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to like him, but having him there with me, made me fee..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6: The Run In</title>
			<description>- - - - - - TYLER POV - - - - - - Kids filled the hallways, with their conversations and laughs as they rushed to leave, as the last bell of the day rang throughout the school. I walked to my locker, turned the combination on the wheel and sprung it open. The conversation with Jake and the awkwa..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5: Give It A Shot</title>
			<description> - - - - - - - - - - - - - JC POV - - - - - - - - - - - I rushed to get my books and papers into my bag and headed out of the classroom to meet up with Robbie. We were going to go off campus for lunch that day. I guess this new school wasn&amp;rsquo;t so shabby after all. As I made my way down the..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: School Life</title>
			<description>Music blasted loudly, as the girls made their way into the Academy's student parking lot, in a line. Mercedes, followed by the Range Rover, BMW, and Cadillac. &amp;quot;Ugh, these girls,&amp;quot; one of the hasty math teachers said to herself a s she walked out of the parking lot. Each girl turned into the..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Glamour Get Up</title>
			<description>While the sunshine began to emit it's rays onto the busy city of Los Angeles, the roads began to fill with cars and shoppers, and many students across the city started to awake for school. L.A. had a certain vibe to it, that made you love every day. All it took was a step out onto a balcony, and the..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: The Girls &amp; The City</title>
			<description>Where the city lights up in wonder, the socialites stroll down the street, and the celebrities spend billions of dollars, L.A. is the hot spot of California. The city of lights not only homes the best shopping and extravagant site seeing, but the prestigious Long Beach Academy of Arts. The school th..</description>
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			<title>The Fab Five: Irreplaceable</title>
			<description>Fab - fah-b; noun: Zara, Robyn, Rachel, Giselle, and Nikki. They have it all, are known by all, and give it their all to be on top. This didn't stop the new girls who would try and steal the limelight. Hair blowing in the wind, strutting down the hallways</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Not That Into You</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you say anything?&amp;rdquo; Kelly questioned, as she moved away from me. I had a feeling I was going to be in the center of all this. I looked around, not knowing what to tell her.&amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s new and she needed help,&amp;rdquo; I finally managed to blurt out after an ever l..</description>
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			<title>Start of Something New</title>
			<description>One Girl. New School. Star athlete of the school. 

Life for Jordyn Cassidy (JC), couldn't get anymore complicated. She has just moved for the millionth time and the new school she attends hasn't welcomed her so well at first, but things eventually chan</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: &quot;She's different&quot;</title>
			<description>Thump went my books as I set them back into my locker. It was already established that this school&amp;nbsp; and I would not be getting along. At least not anytime soon. As soon as I closed my locker door, I saw the sweet girl I met earlier that day, Robbie, approaching the locker next to me. She opened..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: First Days Suck </title>
			<description>I slammed the car door shut, unlocked the front door, and made my way into my new &amp;quot;home.&amp;quot; I had to move around all the stacks of boxes before I made my way into the living room and set my things down. &amp;quot;What a crappy day,&amp;quot; I sighed, walking into the kitchen. There was a note from ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: The 10th Million New Beginning</title>
			<description>Here I go again, another new start. Starting over, making new friends, and getting adjusted once again. But this was going to be the last time. The last time I let my mother move before I ended my senior year. You probably have no idea what I'm talking about, so let me break it down for you. My mom ..</description>
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