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  <title>Comments on 'Triple Polar...That's Impossible.'</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;Why do you always object to me dropping in to visit you?&amp;quot; he said, as if opening a girl's window, climbing into her room at (I stared at the clock) eight in the morning is the most common thing in the world?

Man, that sounded wrong.

I leaned over, and flicked his forehead, making him wince slightly from the surprise.

&amp;quot;Stalker!&amp;quot; I said in a sing - song voice, and smiled happily. 

He simply leaned over and hugged me a little bit. 

&amp;quot;Is it wrong to want to watch over you?&amp;quot; he said, his breath tickling my ear.
My lips pursed together, and I could feel myself turning a very 

_Ghastly looking_?

_Shut up!_

*_Crimson_* shade of red.

I shoved him off of me, keeping him at arm's length.

&amp;quot;It's way too early in the morning to have a high heart rate, so get out! There's school tomorrow, for heaven's sake,&amp;quot; I said, putting my head down so he wouldn't see my cheeks.

&amp;quot;I'm glad I have that effect on you,&amp;quot; he said, smiling like a goof ball. 

_How can someone switch moods so fast? Is he triple polar, or something?!_</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-04T17:42:40Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Triple Polar...That's Impossible.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The tension between whether he just likes her and is stalking her gets more and more pronounced as the series goes on.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-04T17:42:40Z</published>
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      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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