Dance
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Last published Mon, Sep 15, 2014
"No" is all they said. Wha-What? How is that fair? Delsin is in Boxing but me, Cassie can't be in dance?!
"But Dad! Soccer is Boring. We haven't won a game since...we never have. "
But Nope. Soccer was...the...and I quote my parents "the future" .
Injustice wanted to do something to make me happy. Dance.
Betty took me in for a while. To Meet Pumpkin..aka..Dude..aka Button..
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