Always

Always

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 17, 2021
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Romance
Skai, a hot headed girl who just moved into town. She loves soccer but can't play because there is only a boys team. Oh but do you really think that gonna stop her Lucas, mr popular who's looks will turn anybody's head. He's the captain of the soccer team does not do well with change. And Skai is definitely a change. But oh that not the worst part Skai is a transfer student and is staying with his family.
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