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  <title>Loud</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/885831/VerBear2'&gt;VerBear2&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/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 5, Words: 10,437, Reviews: 6, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Emilia, a girl who's lived a quiet life, now all of a sudden has 3 months left to be a teenager. With her hot best friend by her side and the world at her fingertips, what can our dear friends accomplish together? Or will she run out of time before she even gets started?</summary>
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