He stuck his hand out. "Wynstan Negin" I scowled. "I don't need a ampelins help" He scoffed, "Says the robustion lying in the ally way." I rolled my eyes and stood up. "Simon" I mumbled. "What?" "My name, It's Simon. Simon Marn" "Yep, defiantly an robustian" "Will you shut up?" "Nope." - Eleven kids on the run. Eleven separate teens, from the diffrent section of The Duodecad. They all want the same thing: to over through the Government. -All Rights Reserved
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