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  <title>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;'s Stories</title>
  <subtitle>hola im Emily
I'm currently MUCHO EXCITEDO!!!! Breaking Dawn was EPIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (does a back flip)(hyperventilates)(does another back flip)
yea, i'm obsessed with Twilight. I'm actually so obsessed that my mom has done _all_ of the following on *multiple occasions*:
-told me to shut up about that Edward guy
-reminded me that Edward is fictional
-reminded me that vampires are not real
-rolled her eyes bc she knows i don't believe her
-threatened to send me to counseling
-called me a freak
-taken away my books
-grounded me from all things vampire

_OBVIOUSLY,_ she hasn't read it yet. poor, lost soul.

*My current favorite series on here are*:
the &amp;quot;Just A Little&amp;quot; series by *Dreamer*
http://ficlets.com/stories/23458

&amp;quot;Jack and Anna&amp;quot; by *Just Another writer*
http://ficlets.com/stories/29258

&amp;quot;Jasper? What do vampires do for bachelor parties? You're not taking him to a strip club, are you?&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-08-19T23:31:38Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Shall We?</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/38109" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My dress was blue. A medium-light aqua blue, strapless, and floor length. I looked into the mirror one last time. I could not belive how amazing I looked, or how amazing I felt for that matter. I heard the doorbell ring and my heart leaped.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Honey! You&amp;#8217;re dates here,&amp;#8221; My mom yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Coming!&amp;#8221; I replied. I walked down the stairs and saw him standing at the base of the stairs. His eyes lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;You look astonishing,&amp;#8221; he breathed as I walked up to him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Well now, you look pretty spiffy yourself,&amp;#8221; I giggled. He looked cute in a tux. We stood there smiling at each other for a minute, then my mother came back in with her camera. She must have taken 100 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Aww, you two are so cute, smile!&amp;#8221; she just kept snapping pictures, &amp;#8220;Wait wait wait, one more!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Mom!&amp;#8221; I said with a particular enough-pictures-already tone. she gave an apologetic look then left us alone. Dave smiled then held out his arm for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Shall we?&amp;#8221; he asked. I took his am.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;We shall&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;My smile widened as we walked out the door.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/38109</id>
    <published>2008-07-22T21:44:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T23:31:38Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">It's A Date</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I froze for a moment, trying to process what he had just said. I stopped, turned back towards him, and waited for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ask me what?&amp;#8221; I asked when he didn&amp;#8217;t say anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, um, you know the homecoming dance is tomorrow night&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Are you asking me to homecoming?&amp;#8221; I asked, teasingly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, I guess I am&amp;#8221; he admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Do you remember how to get to my house?&amp;#8221; I asked. He nodded, &amp;#8220;Then it&amp;#8217;s a date. Pick me up at 8&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok, cool&amp;#8221; we both smiled, then I walked away to catch up with Camille.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Did Dave just ask you to the dance tomorrow?&amp;#8221; she asked excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah,&amp;#8221; I replied, simply. Then I spent the rest of lunch daydreaming, completely oblivious to whatever it was Camille was trying to review with me.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37974</id>
    <published>2008-07-21T17:21:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T08:43:12Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">I Want To Ask You Something</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/37829" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I turned away, I didn&amp;#8217;t want him to see me blushing. It didn&amp;#8217;t work. He put his hand on my cheek softly and turned my face towards his. He leaned closer to me as he brush my hair away from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;But I wouldn&amp;#8217;t stop there&amp;#8221; He whispered softly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Wouldn&amp;#8217;t stop where?&amp;#8221; I asked, confused.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I wouldn&amp;#8217;t stop at just your eyes, your entire face, it&amp;#8217;s lovely&amp;#8221; he said as he traced his finger along my cheekbone. The breath caught in my throat, he was less than two inches away from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey Ayla! Did you already take Ms. Facey&amp;#8217;s Quiz?&amp;#8221; My friend Camille had appeared out of no where, &amp;#8220;Oh sorry, did I interrupt something?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh no, not at all&amp;#8221; I said as I turned away from Dave quickly, &amp;#8220;No, I haven&amp;#8217;t taken it yet&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh do you want to help me study?&amp;#8221; She asked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Do you mind?&amp;#8221; I asked Dave apologetically . He shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok, Cam, I&amp;#8217;ll study with you&amp;#8221; I stood up to walk away with Camille, but before I took two steps, something caught my hand. It was Dave&amp;#8217;s hand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Wait, Ayla, I want to ask you something&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37829</id>
    <published>2008-07-19T18:54:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T09:32:39Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Your Eyes</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;He met me at my locker before lunch. We started off towards the cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;God, Mrs. Rice&amp;#8217;s Bio test was &lt;em&gt;awful&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#8221; I said, trying to break the silence between us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Crap. I have that 6th period and I did not study. Is it really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Umm&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;ll pray for you&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Thanks&amp;#8221; He said, laughing nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Aww it&amp;#8217;ll be ok&amp;#8221; I smiled. We got to the cafeteria and sat down beside each other.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Aren&amp;#8217;t you going to eat anything?&amp;#8221; he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Eww, school food&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hahaha I take that as a &amp;#8216;no&amp;#8217;&amp;#8221; He chuckled. I just sat there staring at his eyes. They had to be the most gorgeous green eyes I had ever seen, I lost track of the world in them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;What are you looking at?&amp;#8221; He asked, sending me flying back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Your eyes&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; I admitted, embarrased. He smiled, taking my hand naturally, &amp;#8220;They&amp;#8217;re, um, really pretty&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; I stammered.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hmm, I do think I know of something prettier&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;What is that?&amp;#8221; I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;em&gt;Your&lt;/em&gt; eyes.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37755</id>
    <published>2008-07-18T20:57:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T15:25:04Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">You Scared Me</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well hey there!&amp;#8221; Dave said as I walked over to him, &amp;#8220;Sleep well?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ugh&amp;#8221; was all I felt like saying.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Me either, some psycho chick texted me at 3 am, then ranted on about some jerk that broke her heart&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey! You could&amp;#8217;ve just said shut up! I&amp;#8217;m sorry i woke you up, I knew I shouldn&amp;#8217;t have-&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Will you hush?! I was kidding! You can call me &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; time you want&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Thanks&amp;#8221; I said, then stopped suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s wrong?&amp;#8221; He asked. I turned to face him slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t you ever do that to me again! you scared me!&amp;#8221; I gave him a playful shove, &amp;#8220;i thought you were really mad at me!&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Aww I&amp;#8217;m sorry&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Sure you are&amp;#8221; i said flatly. He put his arm around me gently. I could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Like I&amp;#8217;d ever be mad at you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;We walked like that all the way to first period.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37450</id>
    <published>2008-07-15T21:45:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T11:25:00Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Today Was Going To Be A Good Day</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God it&amp;#8217;s Friday&lt;/em&gt; was the first thought to run through my head when i woke up 3 hours later. Yipee. 6 am. My favorite time of the day. Not. Hey, we can&amp;#8217;t all be morning people right?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I got up, brushed my teeth, and went back to my room to get dressed. When I had come to the verdict that what I saw in the mirror was as good as it was ever going to get, I left for school.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;As soon as I pulled my car into the parking lot, the first thing to catch my eye was a silver Volvo. And the wonderful person behind the wheel. Dave. He looked up at me, then smiled and waved. Today was going to be a good day.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37447</id>
    <published>2008-07-15T21:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T22:46:17Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Making You Laugh</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36682" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wow,&amp;#8221; He said when I finished my story.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, I&amp;#8217;m sorry I woke you up just so i could rant,&amp;#8221; i replied.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;No, no, no I&amp;#8217;m glad you did, things make more sense&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;What makes more sense?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, for one the fact that when I first saw you at school you were crying your eyes out.&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok, what else&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;And the fact that you were reluctant to let me drive you home, any other girl would have been all over that opprotunity, I mean, look how sexy I am!&amp;#8221; he said in a teasing way, I couldn&amp;#8217;t help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes!&amp;#8221; He exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8221;&amp;#8217;Yes!&amp;#8217; what?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I have succeeded in doing something I&amp;#8217;ve been wanting to do&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh really?&amp;#8221; i yawned &amp;#8220;What is that?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Making you laugh&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;That caught me off guard. I sat there silent, though the smile was widening on my face. That was the sweetest thing &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt; had ever said to me.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36682</id>
    <published>2008-07-08T20:14:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T16:25:40Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Opening Up</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I told him. I told him absolutely everything. He was so patient with me. He didnt try to pry anything out of me, and when i got choked up and couldn&amp;#8217;t talk for a minute, he sat quietly and waited for me to continue. So i did.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I told him about how Rick had first asked me out on the school trip last year. I told him how sweet i thought he was back then and how happy i was. Everything was like perfect.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;We dated for 9 months. The first five were everything i could have wanted. Pure bliss. Then things started getting shaky. We were falling apart. The harder i tried to work things out the worse it got.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Then there was Tiffany. She started flirting like crazy with him and he then started flirting, too. He all but cheated on me with her. He started making sorry excuses to spend time with her instead of me. And then he finally ended it.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I told Dave everything. How awful this made me feel about myself. How much i wanted to kill Tiffany. And Rick. Here I was opening up to this boy, and i didn&amp;#8217;t even know him.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36681</id>
    <published>2008-07-08T20:05:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T10:45:29Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">3 AM</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36194" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It was 3 am and I still couldn&amp;#8217;t sleep. Sometimes its just hard to sleep when your thinking. About Rick. About Dave. I flipped open my phone and texted Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey u awake?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone vibrated after a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, can i call u?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied with a &amp;#8216;yes&amp;#8217; and my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hello?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey Ay, you ok?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Can sleep&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Wanna talk? I mean I&amp;#8217;d like to find out what was wrong earlier. I mean I&amp;#8217;m not trying to pry&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;No, its ok, I&amp;#8217;ll tell you&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I took a deep breath and started my story.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So I was dating Rick Davis, right&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I had no idea &lt;em&gt;why in the world&lt;/em&gt; I was trusting him. But I was.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36194</id>
    <published>2008-07-03T22:57:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T12:09:57Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Strangely Good</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36193" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I walked out of my Biology class and out to the parking lot. Dave was standing against a shiny silver Volvo, waving his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hi&amp;#8221; he said simply as he smiled. His crooked smile was so cute I couldn&amp;#8217;t help but smile, too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hi&amp;#8221; I said. He walked around the car and opened the door for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Thanks&amp;#8221; I smiled as I shut the door behind me.&lt;br /&gt;he got in and started the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;So, I&amp;#8217;m taking you home?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Yep.&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Do you mind telling me where home is?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh sorry!&amp;#8221; I blushed &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s on the corner of West Lake and Revere. It&amp;#8217;s number 806&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;We drove for a few minutes and thne he pulled up in my driveway. We turned and looked at each other for a minute. He smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Thanks for everything&amp;#8221; I said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Not a problem,&amp;#8221; He said as he haded me a slip of paper, &amp;#8220;this is my cell number, call me if you need &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;, I&amp;#8217;m always here&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok, thank you&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;What was going on? I didn&amp;#8217;t even know this guy, and yet he made me feel so&amp;#8230; happy. He was amazing, and it felt so strange, strangely good.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36193</id>
    <published>2008-07-03T22:45:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T12:09:21Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Dave, And He Drives A Volvo</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36186" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, um, it&amp;#8217;s nothing, I, um&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221; I stumbled to find an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Are you okay?&amp;#8221; he asked. I couldn&amp;#8217;t answer, I was still fighting tears.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Here, I&amp;#8217;ll walk you to your next class.&amp;#8221; I didnt resist as he put his arm around me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;My names Dave, by the way&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ayla&amp;#8221; was all I could mutter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, Miss Ayla, here we are&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Thank you for walking me&amp;#8221; I put on the best half-smile I could manage. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey listen, I don&amp;#8217;t know what happened with you or anything, but you can tell me if you want, I&amp;#8217;d like to listen&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Thank you&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;And I don&amp;#8217;t think it would be smart to let you drive home alone, so why don&amp;#8217;t you let me drive you home?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh, I don&amp;#8217;t know&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I insist, meet me in the parking lot, I drive a silver Volvo.&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;What could I say, I was a sucker for silver Volvos.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36186</id>
    <published>2008-07-03T22:10:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T12:08:47Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Have You Been Crying?</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36185" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So, Ayla,&amp;#8221; Tiffany walked up to me at my locker, &amp;#8220;You and Rick finally broke it off.&amp;#8221; I cringed at the sound of his name.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah,&amp;#8221; I said as I looked down, &amp;#8220;last night&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh what a shame.&amp;#8221; She gave one of her &lt;em&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sorry to hear that but ha now I can have him&lt;/em&gt; half-frowns.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I couldn&amp;#8217;t stand her, but that was Tiffany for you. Totally bitchy, future Playmate type. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I watched her walk over to his locker and put her hand on his arm, laughing in a flirty manner. Whore.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I stumbled to the bathroom, locked the door and fell on the floor crying. I didn&amp;#8217;t know where to go, nothing made sense without him. I stood up, dried my eyes, and walked out of the bathroom, and right into someone I didn&amp;#8217;t even know.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh my God, I&amp;#8217;m sorry about that&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; I said.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s ok- have you been crying?&amp;#8221; He asked as he pulled me out of the middle of the hallway.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36185</id>
    <published>2008-07-03T21:54:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T12:08:46Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Born Again</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36138" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;He did it. He finally ended it. I don&amp;#8217;t quite understand why, but I honestly don&amp;#8217;t care. His excuses mean nothing to me. He means nothing to me.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Well, almost nothing.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;As relieved as I am, I&amp;#8217;m so confused. I almost feel lost. We&amp;#8217;d dated for so long, I can&amp;#8217;t even remember what life was like before i was with him.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;He ended my life, and I don&amp;#8217;t even love him.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Lifeless as i am, my will is getting stronger. He may have won this round, but this fight is far from over. I can be born again.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36138</id>
    <published>2008-07-03T03:25:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T00:26:26Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Kissing In The Rain</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/35408" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Standing in the pouring rain. I love this feeling, it&amp;#8217;s almost like, heaven. I don&amp;#8217;t remember why I&amp;#8217;m here, but it is perfect, almost as if it can&amp;#8217;t get any better than this.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;But it does.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Through the down pour, I see a figure walking toward me. A tall and attractive figure. Why must he be so very attractive&amp;#8230; &lt;em&gt;Dear God, please help me remember how to breathe&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;He meets me, and even thought were soaked by freezing rain, there is a warmth about him, and I like it.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;He puts his hands around my waist and pulls me closer to him. Every care I ever had dies away as I am drawn closer to him.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;We stand there, for what seems like an eternity, just gazing at each other. A slight smile forms across his face. Standing there, staring into his blue eyes, i can&amp;#8217;t help but smile, too.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;And ever so slowly his soft lips press against mine. There we were, kissing in the rain.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35408</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T01:13:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T17:55:20Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">The Ideal Ending</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/34306" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;We had all decided to see &lt;em&gt;The Incredible Hulk&lt;/em&gt;. Uck. But Jude was going so i decided to tag along. We met up at the theater at 6:00 to buy our tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey Kelsey! Hey Sara!&amp;#8221; i said as we pulled up, &amp;#8220;is Jude here yet?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;yeah he&amp;#8217;s right over there,&amp;#8221; said Kelsey. I ran up behind him and threw my arms around his neck. he looked startled, and for a split second i feared i had over-stepped my boundaries, i mean we weren&amp;#8217;t &lt;em&gt;officially&lt;/em&gt; a couple. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;oh hey, Lucy!&amp;#8221; he smiled. i smiled back and i met his gaze. we stayed like that for what seemed like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;hey guys! its time to go in!&amp;#8221; Sara called out.&lt;br /&gt;we went into the theater and took our seats. Jude took my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;whoah,&amp;#8221; i said, suprised, &amp;#8220;i thought we were waiting, i thought you weren&amp;#8217;t ready..&amp;#8221; i was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;i wasn&amp;#8217;t ready last week, alot can change in a week&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;but-&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;and i was cut off when his soft lips pressed against mine.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; THE END &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/34306</id>
    <published>2008-06-13T23:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T15:10:23Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/shebangsxshebangs</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
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