Attendance
- LECTURES 62
- Votes 7
- Chapitres 1
En cours d'écriture5m
Dernière publication mar., sept. 2, 2014
"Kristina Welsh?" Mr. Tomlinson echoes throughout the room. I slowly raise my hand and stare into his colorful eyes. "I'm here." I smirk.
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