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 "Now there's an idea." someone said. The front door came open teentgp, and Candace froze. The dark-haired man who had rescued her from falling facefirst on the floor teen stood teentgp there, smiling. Kat Nelson was behind him, and she was smiling teen too. That in itself was teen weird. What in the name of all teen that was holy could make a teen Goth smile? "I'm Xavier. Welcome to my humble abode."
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 "Think we have enough?" Xavier asked Kat teen.
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