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Just Listen
By
Sarah Dessen
Viking
Published by Penguin Group
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Penguin Books Ltd, Registered Offices: 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England First published in 2006 by Viking, a member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc.
Copyright © Sarah Dessen, 2006 All rights reserved
LIBRARY OF CONGRESS CATALOGING-IN-PUBLICATION DATA IS AVAILABLE ISBN: 0-670-06105-0
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, riving or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Printed in U.S.A.
Set in Century Book
Book design by Nancy Brennan
The best way out is always through.
— Robert Frost
JUST LISTEN
Chapter One
I taped the commercial back in April, before anything had happened, and promptly forgot about it. A few weeks ago, it had started running, and suddenly, I was everywhere.
On the rows of screens hanging over the ellipticals at the gym. On the monitor they have at the post office that's supposed to distract you from how long you've been waiting in line. And now here, on the TV in my room, as I sat at the edge of my bed, fingers clenched into my palms, trying to make myself get up and leave.
"It's that time of year again…"
I stared at myself on the screen as I was five months earlier, looking for any difference, some visible proof of what had happened to me. First, though, I was struck by the sheer odd-ness of seeing myself without benefit of a mirror or photograph. I had never gotten used to it, even after all this time.
"Football games," I watched myself say. I was wearing a baby-blue cheerleader uniform, hair pulle ............

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