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  <title>Comments on 'Lunchroom Love'</title>
  <subtitle>His love for Myrna was like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich&#8212;sweet but sticky, with a danger akin to a severe allergic reaction.

He had to pine for Myrna from afar, across the linoleum-tiled lunchroom, away from her adorable snorts between sips of Lactaid. His table served as the demarcation point, the last cafeteria seats reserved for those worthy of labels. Myrna, delicate Myrna, didn&#8217;t even have a stamp of cliqueness. She just floated between the PETA vegans and the marching band drop-outs like canned fruit in a jello mold, a delicious surprise in the midst of mediocrity.

He could not let the others know of his affections&#8212;the way she gnawed on her pencil like it was beef jerky, the ample curve of her bowed legs, how she always had a tissue ready for her post-nasal drip. 

No, Delmar Swift could not succumb to Myrna&#8217;s quirky mystique. A football captain and the president of the Future Feline Rescue Workers could not date without violating the vicious equilibrium of high school politics.</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-12-30T03:47:03Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Lunchroom Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nicely written! I say Ditto to  THX  comments, I feel the same way.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/16797?basename=31030</id>
    <published>2007-12-30T03:47:03Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mistress Elsha Hawk</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Lunchroom Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yes, I wrote stories like this once upon a time when I was a teen myself; coming back to it is refreshing and different than the things I usually produce.  I noticed that there are a lot of teens on Ficlets, however, so this story was written with them in mind.  ;-)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/16797?basename=30484</id>
    <published>2007-12-28T02:08:12Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Metaphoric Spurs</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Lunchroom Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;:) I used to write stories like these&amp;#8212;tortured jock falls in love with dorky girl. I like your descriptions though. Very colorful.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/16797?basename=30452</id>
    <published>2007-12-27T20:54:42Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nat</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Lunchroom Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Definetly a unique twist to the regular highschool charade.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/16797?basename=30440</id>
    <published>2007-12-27T19:33:10Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Saint Chuck</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Lunchroom Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This is sweet. I love how he&amp;#8217;s not falling for a popular, like in so many other stories. It makes yours stand out. &#9829;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/16797?basename=30433</id>
    <published>2007-12-27T17:59:53Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>flute faerie</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Lunchroom Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very cute, and I liked the twist that the admirer was the popular jock.  Oh, the tragedy of high school!  My favorite, favorite line was the one about a delicious surprise in the midst of mediocrity.  Brilliant food metaphor!&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-27T16:55:18Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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