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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Three
The rest of the week passed by uneventfully. Although it dragged by slowly for most students, to Francie and Stacey it was a breeze...
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Four
Four days later, Francie and her mother arrived in San Diego, California. It was currently 4AM in Pacific Standard Time, which would ..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Five
Francie changed clothes in the bathroom, since her bedroom wasn't ready, and was about to put on her dark green windbreaker and her w..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Six
"Well, when I left Florida, I left behind someone very important to me," Francie started. Then, she told Claira about how she and Stac..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Seven
Claira answered the door. Behind her was a man with dark brown hair that went in a smallwave on his head. He had gray-blue eyes that..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Eight
Claira peeked out the window. "Hey, Francie, the pizza dude's here. Let's go answer the door before he rings the doorbell!"
The tw..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Nine
All during Christmas Break, Claira and Francie hung out together. They drew closer to each other and became even better friends than ..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Ten
At 4:00 Stacey's doorbell rang. She opened the door and saw Lydia standing on her porch, next to a bicycle.
"Hey," Lydia greeted her..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Eleven
"Mom, I'm home!" Francie yelled as she stepped into her house and closed the door behind her.
Mrs. Peterson entered the room. "He..
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A Chapter by L.A.
Chapter Twelve
"Oh my gosh, did you see that?" Claira squealed. "My dad's totally into your mom!"
"Yeah, and my mom is definitely head-over-he..
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