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  <author>
   <name>felixfelicis</name>
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  <published>2013-05-19T08:02:29-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-05-19T08:02:29-08:00</updated>
  <title>Whatsisname</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/760469/felixfelicis'&gt;felixfelicis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 7,076, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sarcastic and cynical Emery Rutherford has compared every boy in her life to the perfect one she met at summer camp three years ago, a boy that she has since dubbed &quot;Whatsisname&quot;. When Whatsisname reappears in her life, with a girlfriend, things will never be the same. Based loosely off of Green Day's &quot;Whatsername&quot;.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>felixfelicis</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/760469/</uri>
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  <published>2013-02-09T09:01:46-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-02-09T09:01:46-08:00</updated>
  <title>White Knuckles</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/760469/felixfelicis'&gt;felixfelicis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 9,531, Reviews: 12, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;When straight-A good girl Jordan Scotsfield realizes that the one thing that could prevent her from getting into her dream school is her lack of creativity, she's forced to enlist the help of the last person she wants help from: a sarcastic boy with a guitar and some crazy good writing skills.</summary>
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