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  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
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  </author>
  <published>2009-05-17T09:24:32-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-05-17T09:24:32-08:00</updated>
  <title>Whipped</title>
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  <category term="Romance"/>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 5,448, Reviews: 16 
Updated: 5-17-09, Published: 5-17-09&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Guys like me were no comparison, with their light-reddish tussled hair, dorky interests, lanky stature, and tendency to care too much. Guys like me were always the best friends, but everyone was always telling me that I was completely whipped.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-05-04T13:09:30-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-05-04T13:09:30-08:00</updated>
  <title>Strings, Poetry, and Icecream</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2668943/1/Strings_Poetry_and_Icecream"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-05-04:story.2668943</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7,066, Reviews: 21 
Updated: 5-4-09, Published: 5-4-09&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Are you sure you want a job here, though?&quot; I asked, stealing another glance at his appearance. &quot;And why not? I like ice-cream just as much as the next guy. And besides.&quot; He grinned and motioned to my apron. &quot;I look damn stunning in pink.&quot;</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-04-20T16:41:49-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-04-20T16:41:49-08:00</updated>
  <title>I Remember</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2663099/1/I_Remember"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-04-20:story.2663099</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,373, Reviews: 28 
Updated: 4-20-09, Published: 4-20-09&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I'd spent twelve years being your best friend, but that changed at age seventeen.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-02-05T17:16:00-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-02-05T17:16:00-08:00</updated>
  <title>Epics of the RubberDucky Boxers</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2631950/1/Epics_of_the_RubberDucky_Boxers"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-02-05:story.2631950</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 13,806, Reviews: 29 
Updated: 2-5-09, Published: 2-5-09&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;When this boy had found me shackled to his tree in his underwear, my head pointed upwards as I yelled profanities at the top of my lungs, he had kindly untied me, and, after a brief explanation as to who I was, led me inside. -Plushie's writing contest</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-12-24T07:44:54-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-12-24T07:44:54-08:00</updated>
  <title>Won't be Home for Christmas</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2612092/1/Wont_be_Home_for_Christmas"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-12-23:story.2612092</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 11,069, Reviews: 40 
Updated: 12-24-08, Published: 12-23-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;His eyes widened before he put his hands up defensively. 'Woah… My God, alright. I just thought you were someone I knew…' He stuck his hands in his pockets and retreated back to his white car. 'Merry Christmas,' he murmured before getting in.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-10-15T16:29:44-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-10-15T16:29:44-08:00</updated>
  <title>There's a Fine Line Between Love and Hatred</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2443350/1/Theres_a_Fine_Line_Between_Love_and_Hatred"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2007-11-26:story.2443350</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 20, Words: 45,691, Reviews: 168 
Updated: 10-15-08, Published: 11-26-07&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;At first, I actually considered myself lucky. One look at Brady told me that he was sort of cute. However, when you take a second glance at a guy through streams of icecream cake that are dripping down your forehead, You tend to change your opinion.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-09-26T16:40:14-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-09-26T16:40:14-08:00</updated>
  <title>All Things Considered</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2576762/1/All_Things_Considered"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-09-26:story.2576762</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 6,027, Reviews: 21 
Updated: 9-26-08, Published: 9-26-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Not that I have any reason to be nervous,' I assured myself. 'Because Brandon’s just my friend and he’s just keeping me company while I’m stuck taking my little cousin trick-or-treating. I feel nothing toward Brandon whatsoever.'</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-07-28T18:32:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-07-28T18:32:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>Halfway</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2546428/1/Halfway"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-07-16:story.2546428</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 13,169, Reviews: 35 
Updated: 7-28-08, Published: 7-16-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Thats what I liked about Mattie. He always met me halfway. His house bordered the baseball field on the east and mine bordered it on the west. The pitchers mound was right smack in the middle. It was never too far a walk if I needed him.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-06-09T14:49:54-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-06-09T14:49:54-08:00</updated>
  <title>You Should've Just Kissed Me</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2529437/1/You_Shouldve_Just_Kissed_Me"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-06-09:story.2529437</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,784, Reviews: 49 
Updated: 6-9-08, Published: 6-9-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;He refused to refer to me as his best friend, and I told him I only kept him around for his cooking. But the truth was, we cared about each other more than anything. No matter how much we got on each other’s nerves.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-05-29T17:47:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-05-29T17:47:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Desk</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2522156/1/The_Desk"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-05-25:story.2522156</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 6,075, Reviews: 132 
Updated: 5-29-08, Published: 5-25-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;If you want to be more specific, the writing on the desk is what really changed my life. Scribbled across the surface of that life-changing desk in the back of that history classroom was a three month conversation with a boy I’d never even met.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-05-21T13:27:02-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-05-21T13:27:02-08:00</updated>
  <title>Still Employed</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2520621/1/Still_Employed"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-05-21:story.2520621</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 4,588, Reviews: 25 
Updated: 5-21-08, Published: 5-21-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;You should come up here,' Scott said, breaking me out of my daze. 'Come where? Up to the bakery?.' I asked into the phone. 'Yeah,' he replied. 'If I have to sit here alone any longer, I'm gonna to strangle myself with this bakery string.'</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-05-06T11:06:10-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-05-06T11:06:10-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Shed</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2509734/1/The_Shed"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-04-26:story.2509734</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 9,033, Reviews: 79 
Updated: 5-6-08, Published: 4-26-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;My best friend and I were standing in front of the shed the first day we got it. The areas around our mouths were stained from our self congratulatory popsicles. My favorite part of the snapshot was that our hands were connected between us.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-04-19T14:24:37-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-04-19T14:24:37-08:00</updated>
  <title>Losing Isn't All That Bad</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2503120/1/Losing_Isnt_All_That_Bad"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-04-12:story.2503120</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 6,108, Reviews: 55 
Updated: 4-19-08, Published: 4-12-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;So that’s how it happened. I lost the bet, and now he had to know. The guy I had never ever talked to a day in my life had to find out that I liked him. This was bound to be awkward.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-03-20T14:44:38-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-03-20T14:44:38-08:00</updated>
  <title>More Than Meets The Ears</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2473949/1/More_Than_Meets_The_Ears"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-02-10:story.2473949</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 10,059, Reviews: 63 
Updated: 3-20-08, Published: 2-10-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I never, in a million years, would have guessed that Hunter Ashen was interested in playing drums for our band. The guy wasn’t mean, necessarily. But the quiet, rocker type boy had everyone in our school intimidated.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>EruptingFender9</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/571038/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-01-27T09:18:41-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-01-27T09:18:41-08:00</updated>
  <title>Boys Suck</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2466469/1/Boys_Suck"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-01-23:story.2466469</id>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/571038/EruptingFender9'&gt;EruptingFender9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 8,489, Reviews: 149 
Updated: 1-27-08, Published: 1-23-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Would you like anything written on the cake? You know... Happy Birthday, Congratulations so and so? He asked. 'Yeah... Do you think you could write something along the lines of Boys Suck?</summary>
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