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The Bad Boy, Queen Bee, and Me
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Ongoing, First published Oct 17, 2018
Noelle 'Elly' Dalton is forced to transfer to a new school. Her friends ask her to spy on the students and then tell them what she finds out. So she does.

Victor Haskell starts to hang around Elly. She thinks nothing of it. They quickly become friends, trading insults back and forth. Rumors start to fly, involving the two.

They always say there two sides to every story, but what if there's three?



Alternate Title: The Gold Star

*Warning* Story contains mild language.

DO NOT copy, reproduce, or translate any art of this story.

Any similarities between people or real life situations are purely coincidental.
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