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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>4.ClaytonForthe first time in a long time, Clayton didn&amp;rsquo;t feel like going to band practice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Usually at the end of everyMonday, Wednesday and Friday, he practically skipped his way to t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>3.Ella Are you ready to go backto school today?Not even close.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>2.ClaytonIthad taken him four hours to build up the courage to text Mona, and it wasn&amp;rsquo;teven her number.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Four hours! That was four hours of pacing back and forth in hisbedroom, typing a..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>PART ONE: Winter1. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ella&amp;ldquo;I swear to God, this is what being in love feelslike.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor, Ella Hamiltonsuppressed a sigh and smiled in..</description>
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			<title>From Here, With Love</title>
			<description>One text message. That's all it took for Clayton Reed to fall into Ella Hamilton's life. </description>
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