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The Race

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[Completed] [Young/New Adult Action/Adventure]  

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What would you do if you were forced to participate in The Race, a competition where death is a possibility? If you refuse, you'll die. You have no choice but to try your best. 
You meet your team, you receive your special job, and you train for two weeks. Then, all too soon, The Race begins...
Will your team take home seven million dollars? Or will you die trying?

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"Two elite teams of eighteen year olds are being formed from people around the world. Each team is made of members with different skills and different backgrounds, all extraordinarily talented. They will each be given a different set of clues that lead to one end goal: seven million dollars. The players will be hurt, tested physically and mentally, possibly even killed. This is The Race."

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"Now then, I don't expect us to play a get to know you game but, I mean, if we are going to be relying on each other throughout this thing, we need to at least be friendly. How about everyone says their name, occupation, and where they're from?" There was a pause for a moment as everyone stared at this pink-haired girl with an English accent.

"Alright, fine. I'll start. My name is Maybelle, I am a chef and as you should be able to tell by my accent, I am from London."

"I am Aralee, I am a singer and I am from Italy! I'm so excited to meet and become friends with all of you."

"I guess I'll go next," the model-like girl spoke. "My name is Naomi, I am from Egypt and I am a model." Guessed it.

"I am Cami, from Canada. I'm a barista," spoke the red-haired and green-eyed girl.

"Lark, Russia, musician," said the blonde.

"Asia, Hong Kong, and I am a certified genius."

"Oh, uh, my name is Harper. I am from the U.S. and I am a dancer."All Rights Reserved

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Pretty, Popular and Partnered by FallenStar22

“Every girl wants to be pretty, popular and partnered.” I, Poppy Lake, need help. I seem incapable of functioning like a normal teenage girl; I’m not pretty, popular and I’ve never so much as held a boy’s hand let alone had a boyfriend. Wherever girls learn how to do this stuff, I need to find out. Do they have some secret society or something where they discover these skills? I’m thirteen and I hardly know how make friends. Funnily enough, that’s almost the least of my worries. My hair has not grown at all in the last two months and the little hair I have is frizzy and dull. I can’t wake up without it looking like a puffball and my attempts to grow it out have failed. The flakes of dry skin on my legs were bugging me so I tried to scrap them off but they were everywhere and rubbing my hand up and down my shin only revealed I needed to shave my legs. At some point, my thighs and tummy had expanded without me noticing (although how I missed that I don’t know) and now I looked like an elephant. Unfortunately, my ears support this look by being perpendicular to my head. I pulled my trousers back down and caught sight of at least another ten spots emerging on my forehead, chin and neck. I’ve tried squeezing them, putting toothpaste on them and even skipping chocolate for two weeks, but spots remain stubbornly there whatever I do. Why does my body feel the need to punish me so much? I threw myself on my bed so I wouldn’t have to look at my horrible, imperfect face in the mirror any more. “Urgh,” I moaned into the covers. There was a lot going wrong in my life: 1. My face is hideous; 2. I’m fat; 3. None of the clothes I own are remotely stylish; 4. I have never been asked out; 5. The most popular girl at school hates me; 6. And I fancy her boyfriend. ---- Based off How To Be Popular by Meg Cabot, the story follows Poppy, a young girl in a situation similar to Steph's who gets personal advice from the mentor herself.

All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter (Book 1)|| COMPLETE by NoelleWestlake

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Love For A Game by DanTheMan1489

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