The Epitome of Average[ON HOLD]

The Epitome of Average[ON HOLD]

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Meet Josh Parker. A typical 16 year old boy, who lives an average life, where nothing unexpected or crazy seems to happen... or at least that's what he always had thought. At the beginning of his junior year in high school, Josh and his family move to Lakewood after his dad gets a new job. He's usually never the center of attention and always is just... average, until he meets a very un-average girl named Zoey Puchetti. Throughout the year, Josh learns to break free from his mold and become something unimaginable with the help of Zoey and friends he makes along the way. Join Josh on his not-so-average journey at his new school with the crazy Zoey.
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