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    Eleanor & Park – Rainbow Rowell

    “He’d stopped trying to bring her back.  She only came back when she felt like it, in dreams and lies and broken-down deja vu. Like, he’d be driving to work, and he’d see a girl with red hair standing on the corner – and he’d swear, for half a choking moment, that it was her.  Then he’d see that the girl’s hair was more blond than red.  And that she was holding a cigarette… And wearing a Sex Pistols T-Shirt. Eleanor hated the Sex Pistols.” Eleanor knew she was done for the moment she stepped on the bus. She knew she’d be target practice for the vultures. New in town…

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    A Midsummer’s Nightmare – Kody Keplinger

    “Hangovers are a bitch.  I’ve known this for years, since I was, like, fourteen and went to my first party, but the headache I woke up with the morning after graduation was the worst I’d ever experienced. And that says a lot. I mean, it was thrbbing. I felt like someone had beaten me over the head with a freaking baseball bat.” When Whitley Johnson wakes up next to some guy after her graduation party she feels like death and just wants to get away, go home and hide for the next 24 hours. After that she will be on her way to her dads for a summer of sun,…

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    Dear Dylan – Siobhan Curham

    “From: georgie*harris@hotmail.com To: info@dylancurtland.com Date: Mon, 22 May 16:05 Subject: Love Dear Dylan, Oh my God, this feels really weird, writing you an email as if I know you or something! But the thing is, I really feel as if I do know you. And – here goes – I love you. I know we haven’t met or anything, but sometimes when I watch you in Jessop Close I feel as if you’re talking just to me.”  Georgie’s first major crush is Dylan Curtland, except she can’t exactly flirt and bat her eyelashes at him like her friend Jessica does to Jamie, the boy she fancies. That’s because Dylan isn’t…

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    Someone Else’s Life – Katie Dale

    “’Are you turned on?’ Josh whispers, his breath tickling my ear in the dark. ‘Shh,’ I chide, my eyes glued to the screen as Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore sit at the potter’s wheel, their hands sliding over each other in the slippery clay. ‘It’s romantic.’ ‘And very suggestive…,’ he says, a delicious shiver thrilling down my spine at his touch in the dark – secret and sensual. Is this how it feels?” Rosie’s mother has just died. She had Huntington’s disease, a genetic disorder which can be carried onto children without your knowledge and isn’t discovered until later life. Rosie thought her mum dying was the end of the…