Chapter 19

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Heyyyy!!! So, wow. Where to start?

This story is going well, I feel and I hope all of my readers agree!

Owen is Travis?!?!

I was like OMG! That would really be a twist in the story line, huh?

So, thanks so much for reading!

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RE-CAP

I don't know why I would go out with Aaron though, if I thought I loved Owen...But then again, I love Aaron.

LovED

NOT 'love'.

Loved!

I've got to get over him.

And falling in love with Owen again might just be what I need...

Travis' POV

Falling in love with her, and her falling in love with me might just be what we need...

Ha.

Ha.

Ha.

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Chapter 19--Amy's POV

During the next few days, Aaron had called, came over, texted, sent letters and sent messages on Facebook.

Calls: 26

Came over: 12

Text's: 43

Letters: 2

Messages on Facebook: 14

My reaction:

Calls: delete x26

Came over: shut the door in his face x12

Text's: delete x43

Letters: recycle x2 ('cause I'm all for the environment)

Messages on Facebook: ignored x14

"I'm sorry Aaron, but we are over. Get over it. You used me. And now I'm done getting used." I said as I deleted the last of his texts and began to text Owen.

Amy: Heyyy, wanna hang out 2day @ da park? xxxxxx

Owen: Sure babe wat time?? xxxxxx

Amy: I was thinkin u cud come over to mine @ 11 an we wud go from there ?? xxxxxx

Owen: KK, sure babe xxxxxx

OK, to clear things up...Owen and I do not go out, he just calls me babe. That's it.

And I've got to say, I enjoy it when he does.

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