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Taylor and her family are living in their house in Paris, France for the summer, when she meets a guy named Morgan, who acts like a total jerk. They meet once, and she doesn't ever think she'll see him again. But they seem to keep running into each other. Could it be fate? Or just a coincidence?

PS: Sorry this is really cheesy and poorly written but I was really proud of it when I first wrote it (which was when I was 13 and terrible at writing, btw) and I don't feel like doing any editing right now, but probably will someday. Just thought I'd let you know.