we get to the hospital and rush in. i run to the desk.
"is Jacques Walters here?"
"yes, he's being examined. you can wait here and-"
"no! i need to see him! where is he?"
"sorry, miss, we're only taking family at this time..."
"i am his family!"
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Teen Fiction"I am not a word, I am not a line. I am not a girl that could ever be defined." or, the story of a girl who has nothing more than an iPod, a diary, and a dream. until she meets the boy in the cafe and the girl from the studio.
