Ordinarily, Extraordinary

Ordinarily, Extraordinary

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18 year old, high school senior, Avalon Ramirez is just that....an ordinary, 18 year old, high school senior. With ordinary friends, a somewhat ordinary family and she goes to an ordinary high school, quite ordinarily named, Plain-Springs High school. But what's not so ordinary, is that she is secretly one of the biggest musicians in the country, known to the world as Nola Avenue. Trying to juggle friends, romance, graduating, studio sessions, touring and her first Grammy nomination seems quite average, right? But will superstardom come at the price of leaving the people she loves for the career she worked her whole life for. Will she finally learn about the family she never knew she had? Or will she come to the realization that she was meant to be anything but ordinary?
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