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			<title>chapter 7</title>
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			<title>And cry</title>
			<description>A mix of emotions that can't help but overwhelm me</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6 PART 2</title>
			<description>Chapter 6 Part 2Matt's POVI climbed out of the truck and slammed the door closed.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Matt?&quot; my mother called from the house, &quot;are you alright?&quot;&amp;nbsp; I nodded. &amp;nbsp;&quot;Yeah mom, why?&quot;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You slammed the door.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I winced, forgetting that sometimes I could be a little forceful on thing..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6 PART 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 6 PART 1 &amp;nbsp; Tessa's POV&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I saw Matt before he saw me.&amp;nbsp; Twice in a day; a record, no? And to&amp;nbsp;make it worse, I didn't WANT to see him either times.&amp;nbsp; Why? Why me?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Tessa!&quot; I heard him call.&amp;nbsp; I spun on my heel and faced the&amp;nbsp;voice.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Chapter 5 &amp;nbsp; Tessa's&amp;nbsp;POV&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I pushed open the door with such force that I stumbled out of Romolos instead of walking swiftly like I planned. &amp;nbsp;I just wanted to escape the nagging of my friends. &amp;nbsp;They didn't need to be let into my personal life. &amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Chapter 4&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tessa's POV &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The kiss ended as quickly as it started.&amp;nbsp; I pulled away as soon as&amp;nbsp; I felt his lips touch mine.&amp;nbsp; Oh how I wanted to kiss him; I've been&amp;nbsp; dreaming about this day since I was five.&amp;nbsp; But it didn't seem right to&amp;nbsp; kiss a guy wh..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3&amp;nbsp; Tessa's POV&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Oh.&amp;nbsp; My.&amp;nbsp; Lord.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I leaned against the front door and slumped to&amp;nbsp; the floor.&amp;nbsp; I just talked to Matt Strauss.&amp;nbsp; AND, not only did I talk&amp;nbsp; to him... I think he was looking at me!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Everything alright Tess?&quot; my mom ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter 2  Matt's Point of View&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I opened the door and found a girl, about my age, standing in &amp;nbsp;front of me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hey!&quot; I said, smiling. &amp;nbsp;She just stood there, mouth gaping open.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Is there a problem?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Uh... I..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Tessa's Point of View&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Ohhhh Tess, he's so hot.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Megan, you say as if I don't know.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Megan sighed.&amp;nbsp; &quot;You've never said a word to him.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;What's there to say? Hey Matt, I'm your next door neighbor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Actual..</description>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>Bugs. Hay. Horses. Farms. Trucks. Those are the first things that come to mind when I hear someone say the word &quot;country&quot;.&amp;nbsp; This is what some people call &quot;stereotypes&quot;.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, these stereotypes are true. Welcome to my home; Erie, Pennsylvania.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Now, I know when you think &quot;coun..</description>
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			<title>A Little More Country</title>
			<description>Bugs. Hay. Horses. Farms. Trucks. Those are the first things that 
come to mind when I hear someone say the word &quot;country&quot;.  This is what 
some people call &quot;stereotypes&quot;.  Sadly, these are all true.</description>
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