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Right in the middle of Times Square was Kin. She was making her speech about her book. “Why did you write this book?” a reporter asked. “I wrote it because I loved this man. He gave me a feeling that no one else could have and it’s unexplainable,” Kin explained. “Do you still keep in touch with him?” another reporter asked. “I’d have to say that I don’t, though everyday I do miss him and I do still think about him,” Kin answered. “Ms. Liu! What would be your advice to teens in your...]]></description>
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&#160;Time passed by and achievements were made. Kin had gone to New York University to receive masters in theater. She majored in drama and minored in literature. She wrote a book about her love with Jon. Kin came out and starred in a hit Academy Away movie. But each and every night, she would sit in her condo and cry, thinking about how she had left the love of her life, yet she was satisfied with her career. Somehow, Jon just had to get her and repair her heart.
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Jon had grown to...]]></description>
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The sun woke Kin up. A bright summer’s morning shined on her. There was heat in the air. There was not a sound in the house but the humming of the fridge and the chime of the ornament outside. She looked to her side, there he was, Jon, the love of her life, the one that she had given herself to. She smiled, ‘Crap! My car!’ she thought. ‘I can’t be here, I have a dream to follow’
‘Dear Jon,’ she wrote. ‘I know that yesterday was your graduation, but I’m so sorry to tell you that I’m leaving....]]></description>
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The boys sat together enjoying their last moments. Nervousness tensed up. Jon had a feeling that something was going to happen tonight. Tumwater’s gym filled with joy. They all waited in anticipation. Alicia held on tightly to Jon’s jacket. “Alicia, it’s time for you to sit with mom and dad,” Jon said. Alicia loosened her grip and left. Tiffany stood up. “Welcome parents, friends and others. Tonight, we are here to celebrate the graduating class of ’09. Through these years, we’ve struggled...]]></description>
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Graduation was only a week away. Jon couldn’t help but wait. He flashed back to all those moments and memories. His band’s creation to fame. Homecoming Kin. The whole Jessica incident. His #1 title in tennis statewide, but most importantly, Kin. “Yeah Boy!” Tim said. “Let’s go out tonight,” Mark said. ‘Yeah,” Joe added. “Sure,” Jon said. They put away their rackets. The night awaited them.
“Hey what college did you guys get into?” Jon asked. “Occidental,” Mark said. “Nice,” the guys said in...]]></description>
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         <title><![CDATA[Chapter Fifty Two]]></title>
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‘Come with me to my prom.’ from Jon. She still kept the message in her mind as she pulled on the dress form 3 days earlier. “No time for heels now,” she said. Kin threw her shoes in her car and took off.
Once she got there, she checked herself in the mirror. “Okay,” she whispered. “Stay clam.” *clack* Alicia came running out of the house. Kin squeezed her. ‘Jon’s inside waiting!” Alicia said as she dragged Kin by the hand. “Jon,” Kin said. “Hey,” he replied. They hugged. “Aw, Jon. Let’s...]]></description>
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Benaroya Hall stood in front of the. Frosted glass windows. Jon linked arms with Kin. Together, they looked perfect. Her red dress was a strapless and it stopped right below her knees. Her 3-inch heels made her look taller. Jon couldn’t help but to look at her a few times here and there. “Kin!” Charlene said. “Char!” Kin yelled. They hugged. “You look amazing!” Kin said. “You do too!” Charlene said. Chuck stood there watching them. “So you’re Jon,” Rachel said. “Yeah,” Jon said. “We’ve...]]></description>
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         <title><![CDATA[Chapter Fifty]]></title>
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Jon ran to the car. He drove to the closest grocery store and got a dozen roses. It was going to be a long ride but neither love nor friendship could wait.
*Vibrate* *Vibrate* Jon calling. Kin looked at her phone. “What is it now?” she asked. “Meet me at the Space Needle in 45 minutes,” Jon said. “Why?” she asked. ‘Just do it,” he said. “You’re the weird one, bye!” she said.
He circled through the streets near the EMP. “Finally! A parking spot!” he said. He parked and took the roses out of...]]></description>
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*Vibrate*&#160; ‘Can’t be with him,’ from Kin. ‘Why not?’ send. A sigh of relief. Prom posters were up. Mason picked up a card. ‘Hey who are you asking to prom?” he asked. “I don’t know yet,” Jon said. “Wide selection for me,” Mason said. *Vibrate* ‘It just doesn’t feel right,’ from Kin. ‘It’s this situation over and over again,’ send. “I think that I’m going to ask Megan,” Mason said. “Again? You’re not over her yet?” Jon asked. “Not really, kinda felt like she was the one,” Mason said....]]></description>
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A group of guys walked up with Luke. Luke was one of Kin’s friends, but why would he be here? “Luke,” Kin greeted him. “Hi,” Luke said. “Yes?” Kim smiled. “I’m just asking if you wanted to go out this weekend,” he said. ‘You want to get over him,’ she thought. “Sure I’m not busy at 7 this Saturday,” Kin said. ‘See, see you then,” Luke stuttered. His friends patted him on the back. “Looks like you’ve made progress,” Charlene said. Kin laughed and softly punched her in the arm.
It wasn’t...]]></description>
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