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			<title>Break-up.</title>
			<description>The next morning I woke up after a perfect dream. Good thing my brother wasn't there,he would have attacked me about it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Drew was in it,of course.&amp;nbsp;We were in the snow again,just sitting in it.But I wasn't cold,because he was there,as warm as he was,the snow didn't melt though..</description>
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			<title>Hope.</title>
			<description>Mom had called 5 times,wondering if we were okay,and saying they couldn't come back tonight either.Which was fine with me and Zac.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;So.You loved him,didn't you?&amp;quot; he laughed as soon as he saw my face. I was probably smiling like a f*****g idiot.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; I lied.&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Drew.</title>
			<description>The next morning,it was still raining really hard. I heard my brother talking quietly downstairs,and though I knew it was wrong,I went down to listen. He was sitting at the bottom of the stairs,on his cell phone.Probably a girl.&amp;quot;Yeah,come on over then.I'd like you to meet her.&amp;quot; he wa..</description>
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			<title>Storm.</title>
			<description>The autumn leaves swirled around as the huge gray storm clouds gathered in the sky. Pulling my car door open,I flung my bag in the other side and got in. It had been on tv all week,a huge storm was coming on Halloween.Whoopee.What was new?It always rained here. I pulled out of the school parking lot..</description>
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			<title>I'm Not Good For You.</title>
			<description>When Zoey's twin brother, Zac, introduces her to his friend Drew,Zoey's world is turned upside down,inside out. He is everything she needs and wants,more than she should.Something is very different about Drew,and when Zoey finds out,it could change her </description>
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