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The Pact (Second Book In The Chance Trilogy-Perri Kiely)

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It has been just over a year since I had seen Diversity live. Nothing much exciting has happened since. My crew and me had improved and entered and won a couple of competitions, nothing major, I didn't want to attract attention. I personally could now do a lot more tricks and ideas were coming out of my head daily. My crew had gained reputation around our hometown, but nothing outside of that.  I still watched Diversity on TV as well as on YouTube but, as promised, I hadn't attended last years tour as well as avoided any places were they had been. They even came to my town once but I made an excuse to my parents and went to London to stay with a friend for a few days. I even deleted my Twitter account as to reduce contact that way as well. I did my best to disappear from Perri's world just as quickly as he had disappeared from mine.  The thought depressed me, but this was now my life; dancing and a lot of avoiding and nothing was going to change that.  At least I thought nothing would.All Rights Reserved

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Killjoy ; SetoSolace by xiaokaji

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Runaway by Sweetslover8

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Going Undercover With a Yikver by Anonymouswriter4u1

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