Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
Before science became a synonym for first love and Jelly Belly flavored kisses; before my family grew to include twelve more; before being awkward became an occupational hazard; and before Isaac Ridley became more than just my science partner, there was an egg.
A dozen eggs, to be exact.
According to science, the chicken came first. But for me and my love story, it was the egg that came first. The eggs—all twelve of them—started it all.
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Chick Magnet
Teen FictionIt takes approximately twenty-one days for a chicken egg to hatch. For Samantha James, that means spending the next three weeks with her school's Chick Magnet - a boy with a notorious reputation whom she was once friends with - doodling on and givin...
