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			<title>Chapter 6: You're Such a Motivator, You're Such an Instigator</title>
			<description>Roe's POVI parked in the parking space with my name written on it. The space which was reserved for me. Getting out of my car I looked up at the 84 year-old building which had turned into more of a home to me than my own apartment in a matter of six weeks. I walked up the stairs to the main gate and..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five: There's No Need to Understand</title>
			<description>Jesse's POVWhy is it that Roe is one of the hardest people to find in this school? I swear, that girl is as evasive as a ninja. Sigh.&quot;Ey, Jesse. What are you doing roaming around the halls like this? It's lunch time, lets go grab some food.&quot; Trish says&amp;nbsp;lopping her arm around mine. Abagail, Nora..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four: Loose Tongues and Arrogance</title>
			<description>John's POV&quot;Well, if it isn't little boy blue. Come to get your 200 year old wagon?&quot; he asked swinging around a wrench and chuckling.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Real funny Caleb. And it is not a 200 year old wagon. It's a classic and I for one think it's pretty f****n' beautiful. And what's with the little boy blue thing..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three: Blame It On September</title>
			<description>Roe's POVEveryone says it was an accident. They all say it had nothing to do with me and that it was actually a good that that I wasn't there when it happened. But I should have been there. I should have protected them or at least died trying.Three years ago, I lived in a small town in New York.Beca..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two: Just a Little Bit Longer</title>
			<description>Jesse's POVJesse: (Walks into the bathroom and splashes water onto her face)I wonder what happened to Roe. She didn't show up for chemistry. Mr. Alcotach didn't seem very please when he called out her name and she wasn't there for the third time this week... What could be more important then school ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One: Whoever She Is</title>
			<description>Two years later...Roe's POVI was sitting at my usual lunch table, alone. It wasn't that no one wanted to sit with me, or was avoiding me. It was that I just don't want to sit with them. They don't know me or my story and I have no interest in letting them know it either.Jesse: ROE! Hey, are these se..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>As I sat in the passenger seat and looked out my window. Small raindrops turning into bigger raindrops and they would slowly fall. I followed the droplets with my eyes and thought of all thats happened in the last few weeks.Everything comes and goes. That is how the world works. You will be put on t..</description>
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			<title>A Deafening Silence</title>
			<description>The world works in two ways,
Give and take.
If you've got something, something else will be taken away.
But what if you have nothing... or you want nothing? Nothing can be taken away, right?</description>
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