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Frantic From

Frantic From

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'My dearest, Fourever,' She realized that it started. The ballroom was already getting hectic, as deafening pings of lost bullets flew around the large area. Ollie wasn't there anymore, he probably left to protect his siblings. 'Thank you.' "Are you going to cry now?!" She shouted at him, unable to handle the emotional trigger. All of this- she didn't think she would go that far. Nevertheless she did. It would be difficult to go back to the start now. ''Lots of Love, Oliver.' This was it. This was what he prepared me for. . Fourever O'Connor's last day of senior year was going to be a memorable, exciting night for students and guests alike. Although the circumstances of her home life wasn't so good, at least she had a couple friends to cope with. But what happens when her best friend stands her up, a meekly guy asks her to dance, and an unbelievable announcement from the government all comes to her in one night? ~ONGOING! NEW CHAPTERS EVERY WEEK!~
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