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  <title>Flute Loop&amp;lt;33's Stories</title>
  <subtitle>Heyy!  So if your reading my ficlets right now, I'm really thankful!  Now how do I tell people about myself without giving too much away..... Well i love playing flute and piccolo...  I'm also on the winterguard and track team (GO HURDLES!!) and I never used to write, but my bff (Band Baby) got me addicted to this site so now I do.  Anyway thats about it.

NO MORE SUMMER SCHOOL!!!
Now all I have to do is concentrate on drivers training...
Hopefully I'll still be able to find time to write though!

_*NEW CHALLENGE*_
The &amp;quot;Your personal fantasy challenge&amp;quot;.  Tell me about who you want to be =]
http://ficlets.com/stories/36610

I have joined the League of Awesomeness!
Flutiest of Awesomeness =)

Commentt me please!! I need criticism because well some of my stuff isn't all that great =)  Oh and if you sequel something of mine, send me a note! I'd lovee to read it!

&amp;quot;I Give Up&amp;quot; series (anyone dare to continue it?)
http://ficlets.com/stories/14320

The 3:33AM Series (Anyone dare to continue this one?)
http://ficlets.com/stories/17577

Ashley and Cameron Series (I sometimes forget about this one...)
http://ficlets.com/stories/22004

Winter and Jay Series (Up and running! Read Rate Comment!)(with band baby!)
http://ficlets.com/stories/26499

Brenden and Erica (With Ana!)
http://ficlets.com/stories/37431</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-24T11:36:34Z</updated>
  <id>http://ficlets.com/feeds/author/sasha</id>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Bless the Broken Road</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/38260"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Everyone made it to the reception in record time and as soon as someone stepped in the door, they were wisked onto the dance floor.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;ASHLEY!&amp;#8221; Ashley turned her head. That voice sounded very familiar.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Someone had grabbed Ashley&amp;#8217;s arm.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve been trying to get your attention all night!.&amp;#8221; &lt;strong&gt; CAMERON ?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I..what?..how.. huh&amp;#8230; What are you doing here!?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well&amp;#8230; It just so happens that your brother is marrying a very close family friend!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Seriously?! Well talk about a small world!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ashley&amp;#8221; Cameron was looking into her eyes with the most passion she had ever seen. &amp;#8220;You look amazing tonight.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Thank you! You don&amp;#8217;t look have bad yourself!&amp;#8221; Cameron was in a black tux with a white shirt and red tie. It was formal, yet daring.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well thank you!&amp;#8221; Right then, &lt;em&gt;Bless the Broken Road&lt;/em&gt; started to blast through the speakers. May I have this dance beautiful?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I wouldn&amp;#8217;t be willing to give it to anyone else.&amp;#8221; Ashley answered.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/38260</id>
    <published>2008-07-24T01:37:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T11:36:34Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Jealousy Crew</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/38068"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Jay, before you say or do anything, please let me explain if you don&amp;#8217;t understand what happened. I didn&amp;#8217;t know you would come back to the house!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Winter, you don&amp;#8217;t have to explain anything. It&amp;#8217;s fine. What I don&amp;#8217;t understand though is why the old Jealousy Crew is here&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, you see, Winter and I ended up at the Broken Trash Can today, and while we were eating M&amp;#38;M covered pizza we both decided that we needed to get the group back together before Ron has to disappear.&amp;#8221; April always had flawless explainations.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wow, that&amp;#8217;s amazing, but I just don&amp;#8217;t know if it&amp;#8217;ll work. We&amp;#8217;ve just grown so far apart.&amp;#8221; Jay did have a bit of a point&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Jay, man, I miss the group, and so do Winter and April. We&amp;#8217;re up to trying if you are.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh, well, then what the heck. Reunion of the Jealousy Crew it is! I say we do what we always used to. Let&amp;#8217;s watch a movie!&amp;#8221; I knew Jay would cave in, it&amp;#8217;s who he was.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So what movie should we watch?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Whatever you want Ron.&amp;#8221; I answered.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/38068</id>
    <published>2008-07-22T16:07:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T01:15:56Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">The Broken Trash Can</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37987"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;So April, when&amp;#8217;s the last time you&amp;#8217;ve been here?&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;Probably the last time I came here with you!&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, same. So should we get the usual? M&amp;#38;M topped pizza?&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;Duh!! I wouldn&amp;#8217;t have it any other way!&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;Haha, do you remember when me, you, Ron, and Jay all used to come up here? That was like 2 years ago!&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, we were the group everyone was jealous of&amp;#8230; Winter, what happened to us?&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;I would say we grew up, but that&amp;#8217;s not the truth. We forgot about being friends. It was the whole you wanted Jay, but so did I thing. Then I pretended to like Ron and that just made everything worse.&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;Winter, I miss being friends with you. Will you forgive me for anything &lt;strong&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve&lt;/strong&gt; done in the past?&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;Only if you forgive me!&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;Who could be texting me now?!&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM RON &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is J there yet?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, y would he b?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM RON &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left an hour ago 2 find u.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey April, would you like to help me get the old group back together?&amp;#8221;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37987</id>
    <published>2008-07-21T19:51:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T18:17:29Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Lisa</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37736"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&amp;#8217;s a little different?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Who is &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;?&amp;#8221; I couldn&amp;#8217;t help but sound absolutly livid.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He totally led me on. What a complete jerk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;She goes to my church. Please don&amp;#8217;t get the wrong idea about her. I&amp;#8217;m the only one she knows right now, she just switched schools.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok, then why did she kiss you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh.&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;And I&amp;#8217;m &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; suppose to get the wrong idea?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m not going to that party with you. I&amp;#8217;m not into &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt; boys.&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Oh. Burn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Save it Brenden. Go make out with someone else. I&amp;#8217;m done with you.&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Where&amp;#8217;s Megan when you need her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just keep walking. Don&amp;#8217;t listen to anything he&amp;#8217;s saying to you. Keep your head up. You want to look confident. You want to look like this isn&amp;#8217;t bothering you at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Umph&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;LISA! Thank God you&amp;#8217;re here. Boy do I have a story to tell you. After we get somewhere safe that is.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica can it wait, because the bell&amp;#8217;s going to ring in&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; DING DING DING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Lisa, that was my 4th tardy.  DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS ?!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh detention?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37736</id>
    <published>2008-07-18T18:21:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T16:11:23Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Have You Met?</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37637"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, everything is going to be just fine. Why am I nervous anyway? It&amp;#8217;s not like he changed his mind overnight! Plus Megan is right here with me in case anything goes completely wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;C&amp;#8217;mon Erica! You look great, even if he hated you he wouldn&amp;#8217;t be able to stay away!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Haha thanks Megan, for everything.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No problem!! That&amp;#8217;s what friends are for! So I think that you need to tell Lisa all about yesterday. Since she gets driven to school everyday&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; AHH ! There he is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;How about you can tell Lisa, I think I&amp;#8217;m going to go talk to someone else at the moment.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wow. Okay! Well I&amp;#8217;d tell you to enjoy your talk with Brenden, but I don&amp;#8217;t think you are even hearing what I&amp;#8217;m saying, you have that glossy look in your eye. I&amp;#8217;m just going to walk away now. Bye!&amp;#8221; And with that Megan walked away.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was Megan saying something? Oh well&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica! Hey, have you met Alex&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;That must be the girl thats standing next to him. The one he has&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;his arm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;around?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh, no. I can&amp;#8217;t say I have.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37637</id>
    <published>2008-07-17T17:38:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T19:11:36Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Morning Already?</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37602"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Okay Mom!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;How the heck do I turn this thing on silent? Ah hah! I win!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t tell u 2nite, mom pissed and i have 2 stay on her good side. ill call u tmrrw!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New text message from Lisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KK nite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BEEP BEEP BEEP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is my alarm going off already? I fell asleep like 10 minutes ago!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica. Up.  NOW ! And turn that annoying BEEPing noise off!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ugh. Another boring day. No. Wait. Yesterday. Brenden! AH! I can&amp;#8217;t wait to see him! What should I wear?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BEEP BEEP BEEP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica!! Get out of bed  NOW ! How many times do I have to tell you?! And  PLEASE TURN THAT THING OFF !&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sorry! I&amp;#8217;m up now and it&amp;#8217;s off.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok this is cute, and so is this. Cool, I have an outfit now.  WHAT ?! It&amp;#8217;s already 6:50? My bus leaves in 10 minutes! Ok throw hair in ponytail. Check. Brush teeth. Check.  AHH 5  minutes! Deodorant. Check. Shoes and backpack. Check. Granola bar. Check. 3 minutes!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica! Your bus is here!  RUN !&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I bet I look cute. No make-up, hair a mess, sprinting down the street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37602</id>
    <published>2008-07-17T01:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T19:11:22Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">What Have I Done?</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37601"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So I called Ron. It was &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; embarassing to tell him what had just happened, but I knew it was the only way Jay would completely understand what happened.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;So what should I do now? I can&amp;#8217;t call Jay because he&amp;#8217;s with Ron and no one is home.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ring Ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Guess I&amp;#8217;ll answer the phone.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hello?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey Winter! Its April, I&amp;#8217;m like really bored right now so I was wondering if you wanted to like do something.&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Odd&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh, uh, yeah sure, what do you want to do?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I was thinking we could do something that would remind us of old times, when we were like besties!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh. Okay? Then do you want to go to the Broken Trash Can?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Sure! I could go for some pizza right now!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Okay, I guess I&amp;#8217;ll meet you there in like 20 minutes?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Alright! Bye!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;What had I just done? The boy I basically love is sitting at a park pissed off at me with the boy who I&amp;#8217;ve been pretending to love (who is also moving) and I&amp;#8217;m going to eat pizza with a girl who I haven&amp;#8217;t talked to in 6 months, who likes the same boy as me&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37601</id>
    <published>2008-07-17T01:21:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T04:44:15Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">New Text Message</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37595"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;At least she was considering it. That&amp;#8217;s a first.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;buzz buzz buzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New text message from Brenden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, wht hppnd 2 u? u lke dissappeared rlly fast. Is evrythng alrght?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;yupp evrythng is fine, just got hme a lttle late, mom is pissed now, btw she wants to meet u&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New text message from Brenden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sounds good! I g2g but I&amp;#8217;ll c u tmrrw!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;kk buhbye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica! It&amp;#8217;s 11:00 get to bed!&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Gotta love Mom&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Okay! Goodnight!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:30 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn&amp;#8217;t it funny how you only kiss a boy once and  BANG  you think about him all the time, you can&amp;#8217;t sleep becuase your mind is preoccupied with thoughts about him, and if you finally do fall alseep, the only thing you dream about is him? There has got to be some kind of way to trick my brain to let it let me sleep!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;buzz buzz buzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New text message from Brenden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, jst wntd 2 let u no if im tired tmrrw its ur fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37595</id>
    <published>2008-07-17T00:41:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T14:38:06Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Busted</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37545"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You have no idea how long I&amp;#8217;ve wanted you to ask that.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kissed him. Me. Erica. I got onto my tip toes, put my arms around his neck and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me back. It was magic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I thought you did.&amp;#8221; he smiled. &lt;em&gt;How cute, he waited until after the kiss to respond to my answer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey Brenden, what time is it?&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;It almost looked like it was getting dark, but there was no way we had been here that long!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s 8:00, why?&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;No. Way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I have to go. An hour ago!&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;I didn&amp;#8217;t have time to say anything else, I feel bad just leaving him like that, but at least it was a dramatic exit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;ERICA  ELIZABETH ! You said you were going to be home an hour ago and you left your cell phone here!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sorry Mom, I lost track of time, we came home as soon as we realized what time it was!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Who came home? You, Megan, and Lisa?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hate to break it to you, but they both came over looking for you about a half hour ago.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37545</id>
    <published>2008-07-16T18:11:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T20:50:15Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">The Park</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37542"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&amp;#8217;s doing that thing again. I really wish he wouldn&amp;#8217;t. Oh what am I talking about. I love it when he looks at me like that and I can&amp;#8217;t think. I could live off of that look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica, I don&amp;#8217;t get it. Why were you hiding from me?&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Darn. I thought I had been saved by the bell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I didn&amp;#8217;t know it was you!&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;I really need to stop lying before I get myself in trouble.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh&amp;#8230; then who did you think I was?&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ummm, I thought you were&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Think Erica. Think!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You thought I was&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Oh no he totally knows I&amp;#8217;m lying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mr. Steve!&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Phew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ohhh, now I can see why you were hiding.&amp;#8221; he laughed. &lt;em&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t get it, he has to know I&amp;#8217;m lying. Maybe he&amp;#8217;s just playing along&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t you think this place is so pretty?&amp;#8221; &lt;em&gt;Please let the hiding this go now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He stopped. &lt;em&gt;Oh my gosh this is so cute, we&amp;#8217;re standing under a willow tree on top of a hill! He&amp;#8217;s looking into my eyes. I can tell he&amp;#8217;s trying to say something&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;#8220;Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37542</id>
    <published>2008-07-16T17:58:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T19:09:56Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Going to Jefferson</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37539"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Finally. Home. Today had been such an &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt; day. (Apart from getting caught behing the vending machine&amp;#8230;) Now all I had to do was convince my overprotective mother to let me go to that party.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Deep breaths. All I have to do is say &amp;#8220;Mom, there&amp;#8217;s this party tomorrow night, I was invited and I really &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; want to go, &lt;em&gt;please?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#8221; How could she say no to that?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;buzz buzz buzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Oh crap. Brenden is calling. Should I answer? Yes. I should probably like  NOW , before he hangs up&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hello?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hi Erica! What are you doing right now?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Absolutly nothing, why?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk.&amp;#8221;Ahh!! He wants to take me on a walk!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;d love to go! I&amp;#8217;ll meet you at Jefferson Park in 5 minutes!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok, bye!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mom!! I&amp;#8217;m going to Jefferson, I&amp;#8217;ll be back before 7!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Alright honey! Who are you going with?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Lisa and Megan!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Okay, tell them I said hello.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Thank God my mom trusted me so much. But going to the park is one thing, a party, now that&amp;#8217;s another.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37539</id>
    <published>2008-07-16T17:48:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T19:10:01Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Behind the Vending Machine</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37431"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I glanced down the hallway and jumped right back behind the vending machine.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Is he ever going to leave?&amp;#8221; I whisper wondered.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Seconds later, as if he could read my mind, he disappeared.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Phew&amp;#8221; I sighed to myself.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I casually walked out from my special hiding place. I looked up and &lt;strong&gt; BAM &lt;/strong&gt;. There he was, his face just a few sweet inches from mine.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Erica, whatcha doing behind the soda machine?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8230;uh&amp;#8230; saw a penny?!&amp;#8221; I couldn&amp;#8217;t help but stammer in front of him.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh really? &amp;#8216;Cuz it kind of looked like you were hiding.&amp;#8221; Oh darn, I&amp;#8217;ve been caught.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well&amp;#8230;uh&amp;#8230; no! I really thought I saw a penny!&amp;#8221; I couldn&amp;#8217;t think of a better excuse. My 4.444  GPA  brain was changed to jelly whenever I looked into his blue/green eyes.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You know, you&amp;#8217;re a horrible liar.&amp;#8221; He had a point. It sucks that he looks so amazing when he he&amp;#8217;s mad. A penny? What was I thinking? Why couldn&amp;#8217;t I have just thought of a better excuse?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37431</id>
    <published>2008-07-15T17:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T16:12:39Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Great.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37262"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;And that someone is you.&amp;#8221; I did it. I finally told him what I had always wanted to. I always said I liked Ron, but truthfully I didn&amp;#8217;t. I wanted Jay.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh &lt;strong&gt;Ron&lt;/strong&gt; I&amp;#8217;m so happy that this is happening, it&amp;#8217;s what I&amp;#8217;ve always wanted.&amp;#8221; Oh crap. Did I just say Ron?!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ron?  RON ? You think you can just sit here and lead me on? You can really do that to someone you&amp;#8217;ve know since the 3rd grade? I didn&amp;#8217;t think you were like that Winter, I thought you were different. I thought if I ever had the &lt;em&gt;privledge&lt;/em&gt; to have you, you would really like me. You wouldn&amp;#8217;t makeout with me for the hell of it, just because Ron was leaving. I&amp;#8217;m done Winter. Don&amp;#8217;t try to convince me otherwise.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Jay! No! Wait! I&amp;#8230; I.. don&amp;#8217;t know why I said that. I can explain, just come back. Please!&amp;#8221; Why won&amp;#8217;t he just believe me? It really was an honest mistake. I&amp;#8217;m just so used to pretending to like Ron that I just said Ron! I finally had the one thing I&amp;#8217;d always wanted and I ruined it. Great.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37262</id>
    <published>2008-07-13T20:01:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T21:06:11Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Teenage Dictionary (Abbreviation Edition)</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37171"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; LOL : Another (polite) way of saying that wasn&amp;#8217;t funny or shut up already or leave me alone &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; you have nothing better to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;EX: &amp;#8220;Did you hear about how whatsherface failed that math test?&amp;#8221; asked Jenny. &amp;#8220;lol yeah&amp;#8221; You answer.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BFFL : Stands for best friends for life; pronounced biffle. What you call your best friend instead of her name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;EX: Heyyy  BFFL  what&amp;#8217;s up?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ily: Stands for I love you. Teenagers say this becuase they think they are in love with whoever they are currently going out with (that is until they get bored of each other).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;EX: Bye babe! ily!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; OMJ : Usually used by extremely big Jonas Brother fans. (Stands for Oh My Jonas)(Then again can you blame them for making this phrase up? The Jonas Brothers are pretttty hott. =])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;EX: Did you read the lastest featured ficlet?  OMJ  wasn&amp;#8217;t it amazing?!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evs: Short for whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;EX: &amp;#8220;Your lame.&amp;#8221; she said. &amp;#8220;Evs&amp;#8221; he said.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37171</id>
    <published>2008-07-12T23:48:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T09:10:37Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">The Truth</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36764"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I say I don&amp;#8217;t care.&lt;br /&gt;But by now you should know I do.&lt;br /&gt;I say I don&amp;#8217;t like him,&lt;br /&gt;But I still do.&lt;br /&gt;I say I&amp;#8217;ll always be there.&lt;br /&gt;But I can&amp;#8217;t predict the future.&lt;br /&gt;I say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;But I&amp;#8217;m 14, I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;I say I&amp;#8217;m fine.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I&amp;#8217;m not.&lt;br /&gt;I say &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;ve done nothing wrong.&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;But really I hate confrontation.&lt;br /&gt;I say your my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;But best friends don&amp;#8217;t try to rip you apart.&lt;br /&gt;I say a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I try to do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn&amp;#8217;t always work out.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#8217;d say I&amp;#8217;m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn&amp;#8217;t want to tell you a lie.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36764</id>
    <published>2008-07-09T16:24:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T10:21:55Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Flute Loop&lt;33</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sasha</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
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