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  <subtitle>I am an exciting person...yeah... My friends call me a freak... They are the freaks... I go to All Saints, and am a freshman! (WOOT)...</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-03T07:39:20Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">High school dramatics--2</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;O.K. As if I wasn&amp;#8217;t freaking out before, Johnathan took my hand(YES,  TOOK  my  HAND ), and asked me if we could go somewhere to talk. I really hoped he liked the dumbstruck goldfish look in a girl, because that basically desribes what my face looked like, what with my mouth dropped open and my eyes wide. &lt;br /&gt;I quickly closed my mouth and nodded yes, that we could go talk. He led me down the hallway and into a room. I knew the moment we got in there who&amp;#8217;s room it was. Clarishia&amp;#8217;s. She had a jungle themed room&amp;#8230;wow&amp;#8230;figures&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;There was a tree on the far side of the room, a  HUGE  bed in the center of the room, a walk-in closet, and like,3 dressers. Johnathan led me over to the tree, and I leaned against it, to anxious now to just sit or stand somewhere. Before I could ask what he wanted to talk about, he was kissing me. Not just kissing me, but we were making out. He had me elaned against the tree, and I thought it was branching out a bit&amp;#8230;The I almost choked: Up against a tree, Branching out, get it?&lt;br /&gt;Door opens&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-04T10:50:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-03T07:39:20Z</updated>
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      <name>unnoticed_unfavored</name>
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    <title type="text">High school dramatics--1</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Monday Morning. I walked downt he hall at school, and I swear everyone&amp;#8217;s eye were on me. They knew what I had done, and they were going to catch me later.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose you all want to know what happened&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;It was Friday night. I was invited to Clarishia Steidmannstein&amp;#8217;s party, which shocked me, because I am never invited  ANYWHERE . Anyways, I was sitting on the couch, just trying to blend in, when He cam up to me&amp;#8230; Johnathan Roussoe. The Sex God of my school. &lt;br /&gt;When he cam over to me, I couldn&amp;#8217;t do anything but stare, and unless he like the dumb/fishhy look in a girl, I imagine I didn&amp;#8217;y look very attractive, sitting there with my mouth open, and my eyes wide.&lt;br /&gt;He sat down next to me on the couch, handed me a drink, and kissed me, right on the mouth! Johnathan is Clarishia&amp;#8217;s boyfriend, there fore, her property, as any other high school female in my school would tell you, but what was amazing is what happened next&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-03T22:46:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T19:53:04Z</updated>
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      <name>unnoticed_unfavored</name>
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    <title type="text">Kaitlyn</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am Kaitlyn Brimmer&amp;#8230; This sin&amp;#8217;t a ficlet, but it is so that my friends can find me before I actually write one&amp;#8230;  YAY !&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-03T22:24:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-25T06:07:48Z</updated>
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      <name>unnoticed_unfavored</name>
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