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			<title>chapter 2.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By now Nicole is crying. We are in her room, the basement of her parents mansion, trying to calm her down before she bolts to her mini fridge for a beer. Us three don't drink a lot, but when we do, you don't want to be there. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>chapter 1.</title>
			<description>	I stumble over a pen on my way down stairs to 2nd hour Geometry. My friend Parker asks if I'm okay and pulls me off the ground. I can tell by the smirk smirk across his face. There are so many people staring at me right now, I feel like I'm a celebrity on the red carpet.&amp;nbsp;	We have a final today..</description>
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			<title>Dancing on Pushpins</title>
			<description>Amber always focuses on other peoples problems, but now she must face her own. Her parents believe that lucy is just a friend that Amber visits, but that's not the truth. Only they know.</description>
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