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	    <title>~_*The World is Broken, I'm Just Fine*_~</title>
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	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chpt. 3</span><br><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/8/3/9/0/9/1/orig-6839091.jpg" border="0"><br><br><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;&#133;]]></summary>
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	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Chpt. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/8/3/9/0/9/1/orig-6839091.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt; *::~Sierra's Pov~::* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I rolled out of bed about 9ish. It was sunday, which meant no work tonight. Thank god for that. I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Right as I was about to pull my shirt off, Amy ran into my bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Sierra, you have to watch the news.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;How did you get in my house?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Don't worry about that, come on.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    She grabbed my arm and pulled me from the bathroom. When we got into my livingroom, she pushed me on the couch then turned on the tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Two Nights ago, three more kidnappings accured here in Huntington Beach, California. Avenged Sevenfold's Vocalist Matthew Sanders, The Lead Guitarist Brian Haner, Jr, and The Drumer James Sullivan were last seen walking out of a bar down town. We will update this story when more Information is found.&quot; The News Woman said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    My mouth had fallen open. Amy looked like she was almost in tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;They were last seen at your bar. Who would want to do this?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Some crazy person. Have you talked to Leon?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;That's how I found out. He came to my house this morning.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I stood up and walked for my bedroom door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'm going to take a shower. If you want, you can stay here and we can go get breakfast.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    She nodded and sat on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;*::~Vienna's Pov~::*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I don't think you guys should leave this house.&quot; I told Johnny and Zacky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Why not? We have to find them somehow.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Let the police do it. What if something happens to you? What if they get me because you guys aren't here.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Vee, you will be fine. I promise.&quot; Zacky said. &quot;If you want, I could drop you off at Mom's house.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;No  thanks, I'm good here.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    Zacky kissed my cheek and walked out. Johnny grabbed me and pulled me to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;We will be okay hun. We won't be out long. Don't wait up for me if you get tired.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I nodded and kiss his lips softly. I walked over to the couch as he walked out. The guys left the news on. I shook my head and laid down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I must have dozed off because when I was woken up by a knock on the door. I got up slowly and walked over to the door. When I opened it, no one was there. I poked my head out and looked at the driveway. No one's car but mine was there. I shook my head and walked back in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Your losing it Vee.&quot; I mumbled to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a cooking from the pan that Zacky made before he left. I took a bit out of it then turned around. A tall man with light brown hair was staring at me through the window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;What the fuck?!&quot; I ran into the livingroom and picked up the phone and dialed 911. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;What are you doing?&quot; A voice said infront of me. &quot;You know, you should really start locking your doors.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I dropped the phone and ran. I couldn't get out the front door with this guy standing infront of me and there was a werid guy out back. My only other option was going up the stairs. As I was running up the stairs, I felt like one of those stupid blond girls in a horror movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I ran down the hall until I got infront of mine and Johnny's room. When I opened the door, two more guys were standing there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh my fucking god!&quot;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I turned to run but as I did, someone reached out, grabbed a hand full of my hair and snatched me backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Let me go you asshole.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I heard them laugh. I was snatched back downstairs, where the guy with light brown hair waited. He was holding the phone I had called 911 from in his hand laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'm a cop love. I just called them back and told them a little kid was playing little games on the phone.&quot; He walked over to me. &quot;Let her go Rick.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    The guy that had me by my hair shoved me forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;What are you people doing here?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Does it really matter?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yes, actually it does. This is my house.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Correction, this is Johnny's house.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;So. I live here too.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    The guy laughed then punched me in the mouth. I fell to the floor. I gagged at the metallic taste of my own blood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Rick, pick her up and let's go before Mr. Baker and Mr. Seward get here. I would hate to have to shoot someone then have to make up a whole story on what happened. That's to much work for me tonight.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;    I tried to get up as that Rick guy picked me up and walked out the door. No matter how much I kickd and screamed, I couldn't break from his hold. I was thrown in the back of a black van. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;*::~Amy's Pov~::*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*Next Day*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;  I walked into the bar around 7:30p.m. Leon was already there, talking to Sierra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey guys.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Your 30 minutes late.&quot; Leon said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Bite me.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Please don't tempt me.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    Sierra laughed at the middle aged man. I shook my head and walked over to the girl that had just walked in with 2 guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Hello. What can I get you guys this evening?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;A glass of wine will do. Thanks.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I turned around. As I was getting the girls wine, I could hear thouse guys threatening her. When I turned back around, she was the only on stting there. I handed her the glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;How much is this?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh, it's on the house. I'm Amy by the way.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'm Anessa. My friend Rhiannon is supposed to be here soon.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Cool. Where did those guys go?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;They had to go back to work. It's crazy.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I watched her take a sip of her wine. Her hand was shakey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Do you guys have any openings here?&quot; She asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;For a job?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Unhuh.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'll go ask Sierra. Excuse me for one sec.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    The girl nodded. I ran over to Sierra and tapped her shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yes Amy?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I was wondering if we had any job openings?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yes we do. Why do you ask?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;If you'd turn around, you would see this girl sitting at the bar. She needs a job.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    Sierra turned around. She look at the girl for a minute then nodded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;We can make that work.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Coolness. I'll go tell her.&quot;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I turned from Sierra and skipped back over to the girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;She said you can work here. You start tomorrow night.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Awesome.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I stared at her for a minute. She was still all shakey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Are you okay?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'm fine.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Those guys acted pretty mean to you.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah...I know. Listen, I have to go...take care of someone. I'll be back in like an hour.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Oka....&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;And if I can begin to trust you at all, met me out back in an hour.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    She walked off. Whoa, that was pretty weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Sierra, I'm going to take the trash out real quick. It's like over flowing.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Alright. Take your time. This place is dead tonight.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Kay.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I picked up the trash bag and walked out the door. Anessa was standing there. I threw the bag in the dumpster then walked over to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'm here.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Good. I know you think I'm weird but...I don't have any friends but Rhiannon and....I can't talk to her about this because...I don't know. I just feel like I can trust you and usually my feelings are right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I stared at this girl like she was insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;What's wrong with you?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;My boyfriend and his friends kidnapped the guys from Avenged Sevenfold and that other little girl.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;What little girl?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    The back door flew open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Are you coming back in or are you going to stand out here like a dumbass.&quot; Sierra said laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'll be right there.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    She nodded and shut the door. When I turned to look back at Aness, she was gone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>~_*The World is Broken, I'm Just Fine*_~</title>
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	    <issued>2009-01-09T14:50:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-01-09T14:50:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-01-09T14:50:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P align=center><STRONG>Chpt. 2</STRONG></P>
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<P align=left><FONT color=#ff6600><STRONG>^::~Amy's POV~::^</STRONG></FONT></P>
<P align=left><STRONG><FONT color=#ff6600>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hey leave them alone, asshole." Matt scolded the&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Chpt. 2&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;^::~Amy's POV~::^&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;                          &quot;Hey leave them alone, asshole.&quot; Matt scolded the guys who had Sierra and I. I could tell Sierra wasn't to happy to see them. I know she loved their music and all but, I didn't know why she didn't like them. She is a complicated person. The guys argued back and forth until Avenged won adn the other lefts. Sierra and I took own sweet old time getting up. I didn't know what I looked like but Sierra was pretty beat up and someone was gonna pay for it too. Sierra's won't let this go. I could tell. Sierra pickked up her things that had fallen as I stood still just to calm myself down. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;                       &quot;Hey are you okay?&quot; Brian asked me. I nodded. &quot;Yeah I'm good.&quot; I watched Sierra as she walked off the her car. She was pissed. Jimmy stepped toward her. I saw his lips move as if saying &quot;Hey are you okay? Do you need any help?&quot; Sierra snapped. She was pissed off to a maxium point. I know he was in for a night. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;^::~Sierra&quot;s POV~::^&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;                             &quot;Do I fuckin' look okay to you?!&quot; I yelled toward Jimmy but for everyone to hear. &quot;I just got my ass beat. Number one, for the first time in about 5 and a half years, and Number 2, I didn't even do anything. All I fuckin' do is run the bar. And that's not even my choice. Plus, I didn't even fuckin' need your guys' help. I was handling thing perfectly!&quot; Jimmy looked confused, along with everyone else. &quot;Um, You didn't look like you were handl-&quot; I cut him off. &quot;Shut the hell up and get the fuck away from me, Mister I-Have-A-Fucking-Staring-Problem!!!!!&quot; I swung open my car door and started it with hesitation. I backed out trying not to hit anyone. I didn't need that. I sped home not caring if I got pulled over. 'Damn. I hate my job!'&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;^::~Jimmy's POV~::^&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;                             Amy walked toward me. I was still in shock. &quot;I'm sorry about her. She has a temper problem. She's pissed.&quot; I grunted. &quot;No kidding.&quot; She smiled. I never could tell how all the girls I seemed to have intrest in always had temper problems but then again Matt is one of my best friends. &quot;Well....Uh....So Are you okay then?&quot; Johnny asked Amy. &quot;Yeah I'm fine. Just tired. I'm gonna head out. You guys are welcome to come back just don't piss off Sierra. Bye guys.&quot; She waved and headed toward her car. I still stood in shock but I wasn't even shocked. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;                           &quot;Well......Lets go you guys. It's getting late.&quot; Matt said. &quot;That never stopped us before.&quot; Brian said laughing. We all smiled and piled into Brian's SUV. We headed home.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;^::~Sierra's POV~::^&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;                             I wooke up with by far the biggest head aches ever and of course my busted upper lip didn't help any. I took a quick shower and got ready to head to the bar. It was Saterday and I hoping today wouldn't be that busy. I just wanted a good day for once. No fights, no one getting kicked out of the bar, and of course no more fuckin' busted lips. I headed out at around 8:45. I opened the bar at 11:00 am. I cleaned up from last night.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;                          Amy wasn't late today. &quot;Thank god. Your not late! I think I just had a heartattack.&quot; She laughed. &quot;It's nice to see you too. You looked good considering last night. Oh thanks.&quot; I grunted about last night. I wasn't pleased. Amy had a busted lips too. I was glad that there were no major injures. If there was, I would track those guys down and beat the hell out of them. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;                          The rest of the day went by fast and not busy. 'Thank God!'. Around 9:45 things got interesting. &quot;Hey, Sierra. How ya doing?&quot; Leon asked. &quot;Same ole same ole. Busy. You know. The usual.&quot; &quot;Okay. Good. You know where I'll be.&quot; I smiled at leon as he walked off. I didn't hate him but something about cops just pissed me off. Leon was a pretty awesome guys though. He just was a cop and I hate cops. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;                       &quot;Hey Sierra! What's up? Can I get a beer?&quot; A firmiloar voice spoke to me. I looked up and hated what I saw. &quot;Sure thing, Mr. Haner.&quot; I grabbed a beer and slide it toward him. &quot;That'll be 2.26&quot; He slipped me his credit card and I slipped it back to him after I charged him. I helped others but Brian continued to talk to me. About absolutely nohtin, too. I had to biggest erge to slap the hell out of him but Amy had a good eye on me and would flip if I did. So I refrained. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;                         Brian continued to blabber on and after the first hour and a half I had enough. &quot;Brian! Don't you have someone else to bother. I'm trying to run a fuckin' bar right now.&quot; He smiled sarcasticly at me and I know that was it. &quot;No. Only you and plus, your really easy to annoy and piss off. I love it. Your so funny.&quot; &quot;Really? I am. Well, isn't that just amazing.&quot; He smiled and I lost it. I felt my temper take control and my fist clench. I punched him right in the mouth. He through a punch back.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

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&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;^::~Amy's POV~::^&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;                          I looked over at Sierra and Brian as I heard a smack and brian yell something. I saw it all happen. Brian punched back and then all hell broke loose. &quot;What the Hell!&quot; Matt ran toward the two and tried to pulled them apart. He failed. Sierra hit in the face and Matt got involved. Matt hit Sierra and I lost it. &quot;Hey. No that's not how this is gonna happen!&quot; I ran toward them and jumped on top of Matt's back. I hit him and he hit me. Sierra and Brian were fighting as well. Sierra had Brian's hand under her arm and was punched him in the stomach then Brian switched it up and did the same to Sierra. Matt flipped me over onto the ground and hit me in the stomach. I jumped up and bite his arm and hit him. It continued until...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;*BANG*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;                              &quot;Knock it the fuck off!!!&quot; Loen yelled after he shot the roof with his gun. The bar fell to silence and we all froze. Brian was on the ground, Sierra on top of him about to punch him in the face. I had my arm around Matt's neck about to hit him. Sierra shot up off of Brian and yelled at Leon. &quot;Damn it Leon. I just fuckin' repaired the last hole you shot in my roof from last night when Amy was fighting those assholes. I am not repairing this one.&quot; &quot;Well maybe you should stop fighting, Sierra and Amy.&quot; He looked at the both of us. I let go of Matt's neck and straightened up. Matt and Brian stood up and brushed themselves off. &quot;Well.....&quot; Brian started to say. Sierra Hit him in the mouth again. &quot;Shut up.&quot; &quot;Sierra!!!!&quot; Leon and I yelled at the same time. She looked at the both of us. &quot;What?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;                         &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>~_*The World is Broken, I'm Just Fine*_~</title>
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	    <issued>2009-01-06T19:20:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-01-06T19:20:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-01-06T19:20:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;">Chpt. 1</span><br><br><br><img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/6/9/9/0/3/1/orig-6699031.jpg" border="0"><br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br><span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">*::~Sierra's&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Chpt. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/6/9/9/0/3/1/orig-6699031.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;*::~Sierra's Pov~::*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Finally decided to show up? Your over an hour late.&quot; I said to Amy as she ran behind the bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I had errands to run and I didn't know they would take so long. My bad.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;This bar has been busy since it opened and you had to go run errands. Lame excuse Amy.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Sue me.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    She turned away from me and went to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Miss Sierra. How is everything tonight?&quot; Leon, the officer that watched the bar, asked taking a seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh it's just a little busy.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Well, I'm just going to go sit in my little corner and keep an eye on things. Do you mind?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Leon, If I minded, I would kick you out every night.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    He gave his half smile then walked off. Amy ran past me, going to break up a fight I'm guessing just broke out. I sighed and rubbed my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey miss. Can I get...&quot; I turned and looked that the guy that was talking to me. He was counting on his fingers. &quot;9 Budlights.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Sure.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I could feel his eyeballs burning a hole in me as I was digging through the cooler, pulling the beers out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I'm Jimmy by the way.&quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I nodded. I heard him laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I play the drums for a band.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;That's nice.&quot; I sat the beer on the bar. &quot;That will be $46.94.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    He smiled and handed me his credit card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Do you like Avenged Sevenfold?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah, I do.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;That's the band I drum for.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I know.&quot; I handed him his credit card back. &quot;Have a great night Mr. Sullivan.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    He grabbed the beers and walked off. I saw Amy run over to me out of the corner of my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Who was that?&quot; She asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;The Rev.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;The Rev? As in Avenged Sevenfold? The Reverend Tholomew Plague?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yes Amy. That would be him.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Damn girl.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;What?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;He was checking you out.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I laughed at her. She was silly. I went back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Alright fella's. Let's go. It's closing time.&quot; Amy said, hitting two drunk men in the head with the back of her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I took the money to the back to be counted and put away until tomorrow night. All night long, Jimmy refused to leave me the hell alone. Amy walked into my office and threw herself on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Does your feet hurt?&quot; I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah. Really really bad.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Your the dumbass wearing heels.&quot; I put the money into the safe then closed it. &quot;Alrighty. Whose ready to go home and go to bed?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    Amy raised her hand. I shook my head and laughed. She grabbed her purse then walked out the door ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Amy, wait up. Let's walk out together.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Why?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I just feel like walking together.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Your not going lesbian on me are you?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Most definitely not.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    She waited impatiently as I grabbed my jacket and bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Alright, let's go.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    We walked out the door talking and laughing about tonight. I heard some movement behind me but thought nothing of it. We always had stray dogs that Amy fed all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey sweet things.&quot; I heard a unfamiliar male voice say from behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    Amy turned around quickly. I slowly turned around, facing about 3 guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Which one is the one that broke up the fight earlier Rick?&quot; A guy with long blond hair asked that tall guy standing next to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;The little one.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    I looked over at Amy. She looked ready to run and I was right there with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;I wouldn't think about running if I were you?&quot; The guy said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;Why is that?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    He pointed behind us. I turned around and saw another small group of guys. I heard Amy start crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;What the hell did we do to you guys?&quot; I asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&quot;You did nothing. I want to see her.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;    Amy started backing towards her car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;*::~Amy's Pov~::*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I screamed as someone reached out and grabbed me. Sierra turned and looked in my direction. As I was struggling to get away from the guy that was holding me, I saw someone grab Sierra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Let's see you break up this fight.&quot; The guy with blond hair said then punched Sierra in the stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Why are you doing this?&quot; I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    He didn't listen. He just continued to punch Sierra as another guys held her. I closed my eyes. I couldn't get away from the guy holding me and I didn't want to watch Sierra get beat up. Of course she was fighting back but I knew she couldn't beat up the guy that was way bigger than her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Open your fuckin eyes.&quot; That guy yelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I shook my head, kept my eyes closed, and continued to cry. I felt someone's hand in my hair, then I was being snatched away from the guys holding me. I opened my eyes and was face to face with the guy that was just punching Sierra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Well, aren't you just a pretty little thing. Holden, Isn't she adorable.&quot; He said and spun me around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    The guy that was holding me nodded and smiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Let me go. Sierra needs me.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;She'll be fine. Rick's taking care of her. Wanna see?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    Before I could answer, I was spun back around. Rick had Sierra on the ground and was pounding away at her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Stop it! Let me go!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;But, it's just so much fun wat...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    I bit into his upper arm. He screamed and threw me frontwards. I landed on my knees. I started crawling towards Sierra and Rick. I didn't get far when that other guy caught back up with me. He grabbed my foot, snatched it out from under me making my cheek hit the hard pavement. When he flipped me over to face him, I could feel the blood running down the side of my face. I tried to get back up, but the guys placed his heavy foot on my neck, keeping me in place. I just knew we were about to die. There was no way I could get to Sierra in time before they beat her to death and this guy was going to crush my throat. Great way to die right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey!&quot; I heard someone yell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;    It wasn't a guy from the little group that stood around us. It was a familiar voice I heard in the bar. The guy took his foot off of my neck and snatched me off the ground. All 5 Avenged guys were standing there, looking more pissed than ever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Cast 4 Story :)</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:3493831</id>
	    <issued>2008-12-11T18:50:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-12-11T18:50:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-12-11T18:50:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sierra Elizabeth<br></span></span></span><img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/0/1/orig-6445801.jpg" border="0"><br><br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"><span&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Sierra Elizabeth&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/0/1/orig-6445801.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;Anessa Marie Perkins&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/7/2/5/5/1/orig-6472551.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Amy Michelle Owens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/2/1/orig-6445821.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&quot;&gt;Vienna Casey Baker (Zacky's little sister)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/7/3/6/8/1/orig-6473681.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Rhiannon Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/5/3/6/4/8/1/orig-6536481.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;James &quot;Jimmy&quot; Sullivan&lt;br&gt;Stage Name: The Reverend Tholomew Plague&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/4/1/orig-6445841.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Brian Haner  Jr.&lt;br&gt;Stage Name: Synyster Gates&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/9/0/1/orig-6445901.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Matthew &quot;Matt&quot; Sanders&lt;br&gt;Stage Names: M.Shadows&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/7/1/orig-6445871.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Zack Baker&lt;br&gt;Stage Name: Zacky Vengeance&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/8/1/orig-6445881.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 153, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Jonathan Seward&lt;br&gt;Stage Name: Johnny Christ&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/6/4/4/5/8/9/1/orig-6445891.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Couples:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sierra &amp; Jimmy&lt;br&gt;Amy &amp; Matt&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Anessa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&amp; Brian&lt;br&gt;Vienna &amp; Johnny&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Rhiannon &amp; Zacky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>New Story :)</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:3490081</id>
	    <issued>2008-12-10T20:10:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-12-10T20:10:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-12-10T20:10:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">This is Amy. Sierra and I will be writing a&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;This is Amy. Sierra and I will be writing a new story. We haven't really had much time to think about what we want to write about yet but soon we will figure something out. I'm guess in the next journal we will have some characters posted. :) &lt;br&gt;Hope you guys read and enjoy it as much as you enjoyed our first story. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Amy &amp; Sierra&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality: Chpt 3</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:3248111</id>
	    <issued>2008-10-22T16:44:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-10-22T16:44:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-10-22T16:44:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">Liviana's Pov<br><br>Alekzandryne and I were sitting outisde around 5:30, right before all the little&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Liviana's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alekzandryne and I were sitting outisde around 5:30, right before all the little kids woke up. See the kids weren't supposed to come out until around eight o'clock but they wake up early. Crimson came stumbling out of her cabin.&lt;br&gt;&quot;I'm going to take a shower. If the little demons wake up can one of you watch them?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Unhuh.&quot; I said.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Thanx.&quot;&lt;br&gt;She walked off. Two cars pulled up.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Who the hell is that?&quot; Alek asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Not sure. Maybe they have kids they want to signup for camp.&quot;&lt;br&gt;I started walking over to them. Two girls got out of one car and one got out of another. They looked around like they were lost.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Can I help you with something?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh yes. I'm Hannah. My boyfriend Brian is supposed to be staying here with his little sister.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;That's your boyfriend?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Yes.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;That's...cool.&quot; I looked at the taller girl behind her. &quot;And you are?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;None of your fuckin business bitch.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I was just asking. I have every right to know.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh really? Says who?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Me.&quot; Crimson said walking up. &quot;What is your name?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I'm not telling you.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Listen, I'm not a morning person and...&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;So go back to bed.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Excuse me?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Fuck you bitch. Tell me where Matt is.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;No.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Tell us your name.&quot; Alek said.&lt;br&gt;&quot;I don't think so.&quot;&lt;br&gt;I rolled my eyes and turned around to leave but as I did, I saw all of the guys walking over to us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jimmy's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I stopped when I saw Rachil, Hannah, and Marie standing with Liviana, Crimson and Alekzandryne.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh this so isn't good.&quot; Matt said, stopping beside me.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Why is that?&quot; Brian said. &quot;We won't be so bored.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;We weren't bored to begin with.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Whatever.&quot;&lt;br&gt;Brian ran over to Hannah and hugged her.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, I'm going to go make sure breakfast is done.&quot; Alek said before running off.&lt;br&gt;Liviana turned around to leave but Rachil grabbed her arm.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Show me where the restroom is then show me where I can get something to eat.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Um...&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;No. Livi isn't your maid. Go find it yourslef.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Shut up Crazy Bitch.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh, I'm not crazy. Not even close.I know someone who is far worst.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Who?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;You wanna know who? I'll call her and get her come here.&quot;&lt;br&gt;Crimson turned around and pulled out her phone. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Time to give mom a call.&quot;&lt;br&gt;Liviana laughed. I was confused but whatever. I walked off to find Alekzandryne.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Sierra, if you want to type this next chapter you can but if not then that is good too =]*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>Sorry to keep you waiting...</title>
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	    <issued>2008-10-22T14:20:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-10-22T14:20:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-10-22T14:20:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm about to post 2 more chpts of the a7x story =]&nbsp;</span>]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I'm about to post 2 more chpts of the a7x story =] &lt;/span&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality: Chpt 2</title>
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	    <issued>2008-09-04T20:02:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-09-04T20:02:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-09-04T20:02:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Liviana's Pov<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;I was sitting by the lake with Indiana, my twin,&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Liviana's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I was sitting by the lake with Indiana, my twin, and Sabryna. All the other girls were in the water with the kids that knew how to smim. For some reason, I just continued to stare at Brian. I have no idea why. There was just something about him that Austin lacked. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Ms. Cumming, Ms. Cumming! Come here. Hurry!&quot; One of the kids on the dock yelled. &lt;br&gt;    I got up and started walking over to her. Of course, while I was walking my attention went straight to Brian and that slut Tora that was on his back. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Livi, Watch out for that pole!&quot; Crimson and Selene shouted.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Huh?&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I looked infront of me and before I could stop myself, I ran straight into the pole and fell backwards.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Zacky's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I had to laugh. That chick just ran into the pole. I can't believe she actually ran into a pole I'm sure she knew was there. Crimson, Selene, Alek, and Bengie ran over to her followed by a whole group of little kids. &lt;br&gt;&quot;I can't believe that actually just happened. She...Oh my god she must be blonde.&quot; Johnny said.&lt;br&gt;&quot;And what the fuck is wrong with being blonde?&quot; Brian shot back, throwing Tora off of him.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Nothing at all they are just really really stupid.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;So you calling me stupid? I was blonde once.&quot; &lt;br&gt;    Matt got between them because the look on Bri's face looked like he was ready to kill Johnny. I rolled my eyes and looked over at everyone surrounding that girl. The old guy, Mr. Wood, was carrying her off towards the cabins. Crimson got back in the water, along with most of the little kids. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Is she ok?&quot; Matt asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh yeah. She is just a little dizzy and has a major headache. No biggie.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;How did she manage to run into a pole she knew was there?&quot; I asked. &lt;br&gt;    Crimson smiled and looked over at Brian before saying, &quot;She just had a moment.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;A really big moment.&quot; Bengie added. &lt;br&gt;    I shook my head.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Selene's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I went back to the cabin because my head was killing me. I laid on the bed and covered my head with Bengie's big fluffy pillow. I heard someone come into the room. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Hun are you ok?&quot; Bengie asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Yeah but Im already tired of these little kids.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, I think it is because you and I haven't had any alone time.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I laughed as he crawled into bed with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Indiana's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I walked into Liviana's cabin. Crimson was sitting on the bed with her.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Is she ok?&quot;&lt;br&gt;    Crimson laughed.&lt;br&gt;&quot;She is fine.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Am not! My head hurts.&quot; Livi whined. &lt;br&gt;&quot;I really can't belive you did that. What the hell were you looking at?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Noth..&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Brian. She got jealous because Briand and Tora were getting a little close.&quot; Crimson said while laughing again. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Leave me alone.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I had to laugh. Liviana was so retarded.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Someone isn't satisfied with their man?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I like Austin.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Like? Lightening is about to strike.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;You guys need to leave me alone.&quot; She got up. &quot;Im going abck outside.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brian's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I got out of the water with McKenna. All I could think about was if Liviana was ok. She hit that pole pretty hard. As I was sitting donw, I saw her. She was walking over to a group of little kids that were calling her name. &lt;br&gt;&quot;I'll be right back.&quot; I told McKenna.&lt;br&gt;    I got up and walked over to her. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Um, Liviana?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;yes Brian?&quot; She said turning towards me.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Are you ok?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im fine. I just have a terrible headache but Ill live.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I nodded. She smiled and turned back around.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Need help?&lt;br&gt;&quot;Not really but if you wanna help it's cool.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Ok.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I basically just stood there because I didnt know what to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crimson's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I walked back towards the lake. I noticed Brian and Liviana taking care of the kids. I stopped and looked at them. Jimmy slowly walked over to me. &lt;br&gt;&quot;What's wrong?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Liviana really thinks she is going to be able to take care of those kids with him standing there. Didnt you just see how she ran into that pole?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Yeah.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;That was because of him.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;No it wasn't.&quot; Liviana said spinning around quickly and walking over to us. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Was to. Brian just catches your attention.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;No he does not.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Then who were you looking at?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;That little kid next to Brian.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;There was no little kid next to Brian. Just Tora.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh for fucks sake. Did you really have to say her name. I'm not talking about her right now.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Why not?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Just the thought of her puts me in a bad mood.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Right.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Leave me alone Crimson.&quot; &lt;br&gt;    As Liviana turned around I could have sworn I saw a smile on her face. &lt;br&gt;&quot;How long does this camp last?&quot; Brian asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Basically the whole summer.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Great! Just great! Hannah is going to be extremely pissed and we are going to be bored out of our minds.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh no you wont. Livi and I supply the liquor after the kids finally pass out.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Hell yeah!&quot; Johnny and Jimmy said together.&lt;br&gt;    Liviana laughed and went back over to the kids as the rest of the guys walked up.&lt;br&gt;&quot;When she get drunk, kinda...just dont take advantage of her.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;What do you mean?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;She gets out of hand. Like this one time we got drunk at her house then she got drunk at my Aunt's house. Oh and then that one time she got drunk at my ex boyfriend's house. She was a little crazy there. She was all over every guy. Brian just be sure to be the guy she sees every time she turns around.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    He laughed and nodded.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Ill keep that in mind.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Good.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I looked up and saw Mr. Wood walking towards us. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Damn.&quot; I looked over at the person closest to me which just happened to be Zack.&quot; Let's go for a walked Mr. Baker.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Um, ok sure.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I hooked my arm in his and began to walk off. I was just going on and on about random things. I looked up at him as I was talking. He was staring at me like I was crazy. I stopped walking. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Are you ok?&quot; I asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh why would I not be?&quot; Im in the woods alone with a crazy person.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I am so not crazy.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Right. I have a younger brother and I dont recall trying to kill him.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, Robert deserved it.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;How old is he again?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;13.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    Johnny walked out of no where.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Zack, you look a little...I dont know, scared. Are you ok?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im fine.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;But..&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Shut it! Im fine!&quot;&lt;br&gt;    Liviana walked up with a group of little kids and all the guys. She stared at Zack.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Dude, are you ok?&quot; Liviana asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im fine little girl.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oooo...Someone is mad. Are you sure she is ok?&quot;&lt;br&gt;    I watched as Zack's hands made small fists at his side. Liviana giggled and ran behind Matt. She slid her head between his arm. Matt looked down at her like she had some serious issues. She started asking Zack if he was ok over and over and over and over and over. I finally just blocked her out. &lt;br&gt;&quot;He's going to kill her.&quot; Brian said.&lt;br&gt;    Matt stepped away from Livi and that is when Zack ran at her.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Um, what do we do?&quot; Jimmy asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Nothing. They'll be ok. Liviana knows where some hiding places are. She has had to hide from Austin plenty of times.&quot;&lt;br&gt;    With that I walked off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality: Chpt 1</title>
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	    <issued>2008-08-24T20:40:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-08-24T20:40:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-08-24T20:40:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Brian's Pov<br><br>"Sweetie, come down here please." Suzy yelled up the&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>a7xunbound6661</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;Brian's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Sweetie, come down here please.&quot; Suzy yelled up the stairs.&lt;br&gt;I sighed and slid away from Hannah.&lt;br&gt;&quot;I'll be right back.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;And I'll be waiting. Hurry back.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I'll try.&quot;&lt;br&gt;I walked out of my room and ran down the stairs. McKenna was sitting on the couch with her bags packed next to her on the couch.&lt;br&gt;&quot;What did you need?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, We are sending you on a summer vacation.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Huh?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;McKenna is going to camp. Your going with her.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Dad! What the hell? I can not go to a camp with a bunch of little kids. I will not have anyone to talk to.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh, Your friend's are going. I already talked to them and they said that anything to ruin your summer with Hannah they are up for. The 'band' you guys are putting together will be playing there too.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I cant believe you are doing there.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im sorry for ya.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Dad...&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Go pack now.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Fine.&quot;&lt;br&gt;I stomped up the stairs back to my room. Hannah was sitting up on my bed looking at me. How was I going to explain to her what was going on?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*next morning*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crimson's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When we got to the camp I noticed a lot of little kids from last summer. Mr. Wood, the owner of the camp, was walking our way with a little girl.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Aw.&quot; Liviana said.&lt;br&gt;I rolled my eyes. Mr. Wood smiled at me then looked down at the little girl.&lt;br&gt;&quot;This is McKenna Haner. Sabryna, show her around. Selene, I want you and Bengie to separate this summer and do your job. Crimson, I want Liviana, Alekzandryne, Indiana, and yourself to follow me.&quot;&lt;br&gt;We all nodded and did as he said. As we were walking towards Mr. Wood's office, I noticed five guys sitting on the bench outside his office.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Whose that?&quot; Indiana asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Some guys.&quot;&lt;br&gt;We stopped right infront of them.  &lt;br&gt;&quot;Guys, these are the girls you will be asking for help if you need it.&quot;&lt;br&gt;They all nodded. Mr. Wood told us to go see the little kids before walking off. Liviana wasted no time. I didnt really feel up to it today so I walked off alone. I looked up when I heard someone running over to me. It was that little McKenna kid. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Hi! Im McKenna.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I know. What do you want?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh, Ms. Cummings wanted you.&quot;&lt;br&gt;I started laughing. Liviana and Indiana's last name cracked me up. That kids older brother turned towards us.&lt;br&gt;&quot;What did you say McKenna?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Ms. Cummings wa...&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Dont you ever say that again.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Aw, why not? It's just a last name.&quot; I said still laughing.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Do this people have first names?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Unhuh. Liviana aka Livi and Indiana.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, It can be Ms. Indiana and Ms. Liviana or Ms. Livi. None of that Ms. Cummings shit.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Dude, we tell these kids all the time to call Livi by her first name but they dont. They think it is funny to say 'Ms. Cummings is Coming'. &quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;That is messed up.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;They are little kids. What do you expect.&quot;&lt;br&gt;He shrugged then stuck out his hand.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im Brian.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im Crimson.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Nice.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Yep. Well, I need to get to work. Ill see ya around.&quot;&lt;br&gt;He nodded as I walked off to go see what Liviana wanted. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jimmy's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I honestly didnt think I was going to like any of these people that worked here but I found out I had so much in common with Alekzandryne. &lt;br&gt;&quot;So what are we supposed to do with these little kids?&quot; I asked.&lt;br&gt;&quot;You pick a cabin of kids first. For example, I have cabin 5. I choose that cabin because it had the least amount of kids.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;And how many kids is that?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;10.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh my god. That's a lot.&quot;&lt;br&gt;She laughed. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Not really. They are extremely easy to take care of. Trust me.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Are you saying this so you wont scare me off?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;No. Im serious.&quot;&lt;br&gt; I looked around. &lt;br&gt;&quot;So which cabin has the most kids?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Cabin 3. But lucky for you, someone has already claimed that one.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Who?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Liviana. She takes care of 20-25 kids. We help but she likes to do it on her own.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;You ok Jimster?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh yeah!&quot; Im fine. Why do you ask?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Because...the look on your face.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh. Dont worry about that. Im fine. I jut dont like dealing with kids that much.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I could just ask Mr. Wood if you could just help me.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Awesome.&quot;&lt;br&gt;She smiled then turned to the kids.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*later that night*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Matt's Pov&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once the sun had gone down, we sat out instruments up around the little fire. The girls rounded the kids up and sat them around. We did about 5 songs then we sat around and talked. Jimmy was extremely fond of one of the girls. I mean damn, they are fine as hell, id be the first to admit it but I would not jump on one of them. That's all I need is Rach pissed at me. She is being a bitch and not picking up my calls. Her cousin Hannah dates Brian. We wouldnt be dating them if we didnt want to get signed right after highschool. I walked away from the crowd of people and went down the dirt trail leading to the lake. I made it there and noticed one of the girls sitting on the end of the dock, her feet in the water. I guess she heard me come up behind her because she turned around quickly. &lt;br&gt;&quot;Sorry I didnt mean to scare you.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;It's fine. What are you doing out here?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Getting away to think. You?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Same.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Cool. Do you mind if I sit?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Not at all.&quot; She said sliding over. &lt;br&gt;I sat down and looked at her.&lt;br&gt;&quot;Im Matt.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Cool. Im Crimson.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Love the name.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Thanx.&quot;&lt;br&gt;We just sat there and talked like we had none each other out whole lives. I could already tell me would get along perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality: Girls :)</title>
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	    <issued>2008-08-23T11:54:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-08-23T11:54:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-08-23T11:54:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Names: Alekzandryne Valencia Edwards<br>Age: 16<br>Man: Jimmy<br></span></span><img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/3/4/1/orig-5135341.jpg" border="0"><br><br><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span&#133;]]></summary>
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	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Names: Alekzandryne Valencia Edwards&lt;br&gt;Age: 16&lt;br&gt;Man: Jimmy&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/3/4/1/orig-5135341.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;Name: Crimson Starr Garner&lt;br&gt;Age: 16&lt;br&gt;Man: Matt&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/3/5/1/orig-5135351.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Name: Selene Aurora Murphy&lt;br&gt;Age: 16&lt;br&gt;Man: Bengie&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/3/9/1/orig-5135391.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 153, 51);&quot;&gt;Name: Sabryna Kambrian Perry&lt;br&gt;Age: 16&lt;br&gt;Man: Zacky&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/4/1/1/orig-5135411.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;Name: Indiana Prudence Cummings&lt;br&gt;Age: 16&lt;br&gt;Man: Johnny&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/4/2/1/orig-5135421.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;Name: Liviana Rose Cummings&lt;br&gt;Age: 16&lt;br&gt;Man: Brian&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/5/1/3/5/4/3/1/orig-5135431.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;]]></content>
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