I woke up sweating and twisted in my blankets, that was absolutely the worst my nightmare has ever gotten. I sat in bed silently trying to recall how often they had been occurring. I had that nightmare for the third time this week, before I came to California I hadn't had it for a month or two, but now it was back
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Teen FictionWhat happens when sometimes shy, athletic, crazy (around her friends), and smart girl goes to California with only her softball team? Will they win their tournament? What will happen when she meets a group if celebrities in an unexpected way? What w...
