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The Wrong Misfit
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Ongoing, First published Oct 14, 2012
Mature
My name is April and I'm an ASBO according to society. They think we're criminals. All I did was sucker-punch a guy for harassing me about stealing his wallet, which I didn't. I'm not a thief. So now here I am, stuck doing community service because of it. But there's this tingly feeling I have in my fingers that I can't explain. Must've been the storm.


(Warning: Strong language, Sexual references, Alcohol and Drug Use)
*NOTE: THIS STORY IS BASED OFF OF "MISFITS" (TV SHOW) I DO NOT OWN THE SHOW NOR DID I COME UP WITH IT. THE CREATOR OF THIS SHOW IS HOWARD OVERMAN*
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