Told Ya
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Eva is a smart beautiful girl that comes from the Netherlands. When she got the opportunity to move to Canada she doesn't think twice, it always was her dream to go out there and study there. She is out here the new girl, the only one. That's because she comes in the beginning of the second semester. It isn't the best choice but she still tries to make the best of it. Eva never was very rich, she had it good, but definitely not rich. What she doesn't know now is that she is going to a school where only rich people go to, it's very very expensive, luckily she doesn't have to pay for it. But can she stand those rich girls and boys all year long? Guess she will find out... 25-11-'18 ✒ ©️Fabiana_Faab
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