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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
In which the Story Begins I call the mixture of business and emotional-ease an art. And I have mastered it. |
2,668 | 4 |
| 2 |
In which Ed is harshly critiqued. “Don’t you ever just feel like... fancying someone!?” he cries passionately running after me. |
3,488 | 5 |
| 3 |
In which a day is quite bad. “Calm down!” he looks confused as to why I am making such a big deal out of it. “They’re fifteen, this is a normal thing.” I remain quiet, and shift my gaze back to the two of them. |
3,375 | 2 |
| 4 |
In which a celebration happens anyway Breakfast was a like experiencing a great national uprising. A completely out of control riot. People were in a jolly mood, and then they got insulted and started throwing smack talk, at least those are the words I keep on hearing. |
5,204 | 3 |
| 5 |
In which she runs and he chases Here is a little known fact: I am very stealthy. |
3,131 | 1 |
| 6 |
In which summer hols are in question "That's not what David said," remarked the genious next to me. |
3,735 | 1 |
| 7 |
In which Edith acts like a girl His teeth: perfect. |
4,428 | 3 |
| 8 |
In which Aggravation, Annoyance, Albus "You cook?" |
3,149 | 12 |
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