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  <title>You Know You Love Mee!'s Stories</title>
  <subtitle>Summertime, 
Sweet Summertimee.


I never know when I'll be back,
so catch me while you can.
haa.
:]





Wanna start a series??
Just tell me.
:]]










LoA
Kinda Sorta The One In Charge of Some Stuff.





lovee yaa.



Just So You Know:

My age is between 12 and 16.
Believe it or not.
Okay, you probably believe it.
Scratch that, I *know* you believe it.


Ok everyone.
I am Unknown and Not discovered.
I cant use that username anymore becausee one day on aim the password for that stopped working,
So I had to get a new account for AIM and a new account for this (ficlets).
How blonde am I??
Yeahh thought soo.
If you don't believe me, then thats tooo bad for you.
But it really is me.

:]]
I still lovee you!!




MY SERIES':

*Still Running!*
(Started 4/17/08)
MLA... with Howhardlifeis and Bluesparrow.
http://ficlets.com/stories/27902
[btw... i am in lovee with this series]


*Stilll going... kinda.*
(Started 3/30/08)
Kaitlyn and Jenn Series
http://ficlets.com/stories/26399

*ENDED*
(I think)
Amber and Caleb Series begenning:
http://ficlets.com/stories/12407


*Started 3/10/08*
Beth and Andrew Series begenning: 
http://ficlets.com/stories/24095
:]]]

Many more!!



</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-16T20:43:06Z</updated>
  <id>http://ficlets.com/feeds/author/user_7963</id>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">QUESTION?</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36613"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I Just Want To  ASK :&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I hope no one gets offended by my question&amp;#8230;. since ficlets is a place to express yourself..&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;But why does everyone  INSIST  on writing about the  JONAS BROTHERS ?!?!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36613</id>
    <published>2008-07-08T01:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T20:43:06Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">She Didn't Mean It</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/36218"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Faith was in Ethan&amp;#8217;s hospital room for ever. She just couldn&amp;#8217;t bring herself up to leaving, even to eat. After she had skipped half a day&amp;#8217;s worth of food, her mom dragged her out of the room.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Let&amp;#8217;s go eat some dinner hunney.&amp;#8221; said Faiths mom.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh, no way. What if he wakes up and i&amp;#8217;m not there?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;He&amp;#8217;ll be fine hun, the doctor said it might take awhile. You know how the drugs these days are.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Whats that supposed to mean?!?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Now, now, I didn&amp;#8217;t mean it &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; way&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/36218</id>
    <published>2008-07-04T03:54:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-19T14:13:16Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Wrong.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/33820"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;With Summertime:&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I thought I might be able to get over you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I wouldn&amp;#8217;t think of you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought everything was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I&amp;#8217;d try to go to school diffrent.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I couldn&amp;#8217;t wait.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I thought wrong.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33820</id>
    <published>2008-06-10T03:05:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T22:29:04Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Just A Whisper.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/33730"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Here Katie, I&amp;#8217;ll get your bag for you.&amp;#8221; Camille tried to persuade her sister to hand over her bag and anything that might just be inside of it that she might just want to figure out what it was. But I did say might?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No, It&amp;#8217;s okay Camille. Im just gonna keep it up here with me.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Was she serious? This was going to be harder than she thought. Camille started the engine once again and drove out of the parking lot. When she got to her brother&amp;#8217;s practice fields, he was already wating for her.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You ready to go?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah,&amp;#8221; Jared said, sounding tired.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You okay?&amp;#8221; Camille asked. She was getting a little worried about her family. Everything was falling apart.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;About four hours later, it was 11:30 at night and Camille couldn&amp;#8217;t fall asleep. She wondered if Katie was asleep yet. She got out of her bed and walked down the hall.She stood beside Katie&amp;#8217;s door, and heard whispering coming from inside.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33730</id>
    <published>2008-06-09T17:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-08T01:31:46Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">This World.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/33680"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mom?!?&amp;#8221; Faith tried to ask calmly, but instead it came out harshly. &amp;#8220;What do you need to tell me?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well&amp;#8230;.. honey&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; and then her mom started crying hysterically, but tried to reassure Faith.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mom? Is he de&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No! No.. not at all, but he has been moved into Critical Care.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Suddenely, the room was spinning around Faith&amp;#8217;s head and her mom was just a blur. But when the world was finally all right again, she felt a sharp pang in her left cheek.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What the hell?!?&amp;#8221; she stuttered.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s wrong sweetie?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Uhh&amp;#8230; nothing.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;What was going on with this world? Mia died. Ethan was in the hospital. Victoria was almost arrested and Allie had a mental breakdown becuse of her boyfriend. What was in store for her? It had all happened in like, less than a week. So much for the greatest school year ever.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33680</id>
    <published>2008-06-09T01:23:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-05T20:13:43Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">All They Had.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/33099"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;She had dropped both her brother, and sister, off at their practices. She had fed them dinner. She had comvinced them that mommy would be back soon. She had tried to be a little motherly and sisterly&amp;#8230; and through all of it, she wanted to give up and most of all, she wanted her mom back.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;She wanted her, the real her, not just the hard worker/partier/drunk/wanna-be teenager. And she really wanted to know what her sister was hiding. Whatever it was, she would find out. Because she didn&amp;#8217;t want anyhing to come between them, family was all they had.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33099</id>
    <published>2008-06-04T18:28:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-03T10:43:21Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comics?</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32996"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I looked around, not believing that it was a dream, but not believing it was real either. A smoke ring?? I mean, come on, how fairy-tale-turned-bad can ya get?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;But I was still confused. What was that frikin&amp;#8217; drug addict talking about?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I wouldn&amp;#8217;t mind being immortal or super strong, but that shit is for the comics.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Three hours later, I&amp;#8217;m sitting at the bar in La Buille, the fancy hotel downtown. And when I hit on the bartender, she actually laughed and smiled back. Now irriesistibility, I can deal with.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32996</id>
    <published>2008-06-03T22:11:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T02:30:41Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Forever.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32994"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I Love Summertime:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t see you on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;Half the time, I don&amp;#8217;t think of you.&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;#8217;re not back &amp;#8216;till August.&lt;br /&gt;I look back at school, and think of you.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is okay for now, &lt;br /&gt;patched up with stiches and cloth.&lt;br /&gt;But you&amp;#8217;ll always be with me, forever.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32994</id>
    <published>2008-06-03T22:00:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T06:36:29Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Get Going.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32969"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Camille walked into her sister&amp;#8217;s room.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You ready to go yet? Your brother is already waiting for us in the c&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Camille suddenly stopped and stared at her sister. She was holding something behind her back.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s that?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s what?&amp;#8221; She asked, stuffing the object into her dance bag.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Whatever,&amp;#8221; Camille sighed, even though she was deeply concerned what it was. Her sister shouldn&amp;#8217;t have to hide anything from her. They used to be really close at least.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;She could worry about it later, they had to get going.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32969</id>
    <published>2008-06-03T19:28:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-03T07:52:48Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Click.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32869"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Camille walked into the kitchen and got paper plates out. She fixed her sibiling&amp;#8217;s dinner and hesitated to grab her cell phone. Should she do it? Would her mom be upset?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;She pressed  SEND .&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hello?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mom?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Camille?! What the hell did I tell you about calling my cell phone? God girl, didn&amp;#8217;t I raise you right?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;But Mom&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I have to go girl,&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32869</id>
    <published>2008-06-03T02:38:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-27T23:32:42Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Excuse Me?</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32750"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Faith was panicing and almost mentally hypervenylating.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What is he talking about?&amp;#8221; she whispered into Victoria&amp;#8217;s ear while the investigator scribbeled onto his notepad.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll explain later&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; she said hurridley.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wha?!?!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Excuse me ma&amp;#8217;am,&amp;#8221; the man motioned to Faith, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;ll have to step aside once again.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Without explaining, the investigator pulled Victoria aside and said that he was taking her downtown. About five minutes later, Faith was standing dumbstruck, still on the hill, where all her worst memories were re-lived. Suddenley she wanted to die, go and be up there with Mia, and if Ethan was gone, she would be too.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32750</id>
    <published>2008-06-02T02:22:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T14:45:04Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Fun</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/31420"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ethan, I don&amp;#8217;t think this is the best time to talk to her,&amp;#8221; Victoria tried to explain, but Faith interupted.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No, It&amp;#8217;s okay. We could use a little happiness around here.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Ethan walked in the room and gave Faith a kiss on her cheek. Victoria was practially screaming &amp;#8220;Aww. How cuuttee!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;He sat down and they all were quiet for a while. Faith wasn&amp;#8217;t counting, but it was at least ten minutes before anyone said a word.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Look Faith&amp;#8230;. And Victoria,&amp;#8221; he quickly added, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m really sorry for your losses and I hope that Allie will get over her drama- queen temper tantrum, but for now, all you can do is have fun and put all of that behind you. So why don&amp;#8217;t you both come with me and have some fun tonight?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/31420</id>
    <published>2008-05-22T20:31:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T15:02:04Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Obsessing</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/30728"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is the day I give up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Wishing you noticed me more.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pretend I dont like you.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that you still do.&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that you like them better.&lt;br /&gt;Worrying over her giving you my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Caring that the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Making my heart ache just over you.&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that you&amp;#8217;re not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obsessing over you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/30728</id>
    <published>2008-05-16T21:16:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T10:13:45Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Sorry.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/30564"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The doctors had closed the doors and locked them. Suddenly, Allie yelled out everything she knew&amp;#8230;. well, she left her boyfriend out. But to her, he was everything.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mia was on drugs and she used them every day and she was a biigggg partier and shes my best friend, and she can&amp;#8217;t die!!&amp;#8221; Allie broke down. She couldn&amp;#8217;t help herself.. she fell to her knees. Faith and Victoria were banging on the door as hard as they could. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Let us in!&amp;#8221; they both yelled aloud not caring what people passing in the halls thought.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;They can kiss my ass for all I care.&lt;/em&gt; ,thought Faith.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Eventually, they gave up. It had been over an hour, and Faith and Victoria were slumped outside leaning against the depressing grey-blue walls of the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;The doctor was coming out of the room, finally&amp;#8230; and they could hear Allie&amp;#8217;s dramitic sobs coming from the room.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m sorry ladies&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/30564</id>
    <published>2008-05-14T23:59:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T22:26:45Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Stone</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/30327"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;She was sitting on the steps of the enormous stone building, thinking of her next steps. Would she just waltz in? Like nothing was wrong? Dress up like a tourist? Disguise herself? She had no idea. Execpt she knew one thing for sure. She had to go in.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/30327</id>
    <published>2008-05-13T00:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-11T11:03:21Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>You Know You Love Mee!</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_7963</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
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