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			<title>From me to you</title>
			<description>	I always wonder, do you really love me?	Sometimes, love just isn't enough.	Your actions show what you really mean,	I don't know if I still should believe you.	I would've given up, I love you.	I feel like this relationship is just a one sided love.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3:</title>
			<description>Primrose&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	Jacob Cross, I think Ihave heard his name before. I find him attractive honestly. The way his plainwhite shirt looks hot on him. Typical curly hair, big brown eyes, and long lashes...&amp;ldquo;Rose!&amp;rdquo; Laur..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Caramel Frappe</title>
			<description>Chapter2: Caramel Frappe&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; I got scared duringthat first week of high school, I got really &amp;ldquo;known&amp;rdquo; due to the fact about the&amp;ldquo;incident&amp;rdquo; that happened between me and Evans. But hey! Th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Mr. Arrogant</title>
			<description>Chapter1: Meeting Mr. Arrogant&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;ldquo;S**t! S**t! S**t!&amp;rdquo; Was all that was runningthrough my mind. The next thing I knew I was on my butt with food all over myhead and clothes. I gave him a &amp;ldquo;Yo..</description>
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			<title>A Dream Come True</title>
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