SPLEE!!! 
yet another fanfic?? 
So be it! :0

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I Love You.. I Hate You
Prolegue:

Dreams can't take the place of loving you,
There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.

I love you.. I hate you. Which ones sounds more efficient to describe him? a person? Both? I don't know. There he lay on the roof of his house. Looking into the starless sky while his brothers were watching a movie with their girlfriends. You're probably wondering why someone as handsome as him doesn't have a girlfriend. Well, he's simply still looking.

And even when we're miles & miles apart.
You're still holdin all of my heart.

He wished he could say that. But he couldn't. For he had no girlfriend. Yet anyways.

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There, on the roof of her house, she lay. Looking into the starless night. The very same starless night sky he was looking into. Somewhere. Oh how she wished to have a boyfriend. Someone other than her brothers and father to care for her. Little did she know that her dream would come true. But when she least expected it.

wow another one steenie!!
craziness!!
you are a writing machine girlie!!

this is an awesome prologue!
i can't wait to read more of it :)

gr8 cant waiiT! oh ya i rhymed!

omgah ah-mazingly written.

pms pleasee

Aww man. First update until.. well.. until I get back. Which is.. two weeks starting this sunday. :(
I'll mish you all.

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I Love You.. I Hate You
Chapter One: Christine's POV.

And I die, One day at a time
'Cause I just cant seem to get you off my mind.

Was.. this a right song to listen to? I mean.. how I was feeling and everything.. was it? I don't even know the him I was missing. Hmmm..

"Chris! Come inside!" my sixteen year-old brother, Emmett called.

I sighed and sat up. When I was about to go in, the corner of my eye caught a shooting star. I turned around and closed my eyes.

I wish.. I could meet the boy all my songs talk about

I opened my brown eyes and got in.

"What's with you?" he asked once I got in.

I was confused.

"What do you mean?"

He sighed.

"I don't know.. you looked.. al.. I don't know.. flushed or something"

I made a face.

"Flushed? How?"

He shrugged.

"Like you're confused.. or.. looking for something"

More like someone I thought.

Emmett was right. I was confused. About Love.

"Anyways.. you know that concert you're going to?" he asked.

I looked at him.

"Yeah? What about it?" I asked.

Emmett sighed and handed me two backstage passes.

"I got stuck taking you" he said with a grin.

I grinned back. Sweet. If it were Taeden or Mike, I would've been embarrased. Taeden was.. well.. the second oldest, at age 18 going on nineteen. He loved making people laugh and he was such a clutz. He liked wearing strange graphic tees and tight pants.

Like his younger brother, Mike had his own style. I don't know if it was a style.. it just.. well.. was a style to him. He was twenty, going on twenty-one. And then there's me. Christine. I'm fifteen going on sixteen. Emmett is sixteen going on seventeen. My parents are divorced. Strangely, I decided to live in a house, with boys. Hm.. I guess it's because of my personality. I don't know.

Just then Mike stuck his head in.

"Clean up the house guys. Dad invited his close friend and he's brought his family over"

We nodded and he left.

"Dad never invites anyone over.. must be.. a special occasion.."