Middle School Troubles
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I ran into the forset, tears streaming down my face.
'Finally. A place all to my self.' I thought.
I heard the crunching of footsteps on ground. I looked up an see a pair of brown eyes.
Harry.
Before he says a word, I run. I don't care where I go. My head makes contact with something, and it all goes black.
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Hannah is fresh into middle school. She's the class nerd, but can beat the most of the girls at sports. Everything's good so far, her best friends in her class, along with crush, her swimming has never been better, and books are still the best time passer. She thought she had it all. She couldn't be more wrong.
Prequel to Game of Life by Laia_Moonlark
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