Prodigy

Prodigy

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Chance Ross isn't your average football player. He stems from a long line of successful people, especially star athletes. Thus far he hasn't disappointed but will the pressure of his lineage finally catch of to him in college?Add a smart, quirky unavailable girl to the mix and you have a recipe for drama. College isn't just about education and new experiences anymore. For Chance it's about love, heritage, and finding out exactly how much like his parents he really is.
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