Truth Or Dare
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Última publicación dom, dic 16, 2012
"I admit it. I’m a massive dork. And it’s no secret. Since the 7th grade, my biggest wish was to be popular. To just once, feel pretty and be wanted by guys.
But I am the opposite of that. I have poopy brown hair that is usually always pulled back into a ponytail, or it was open, but flat, knotty, and everything but what I wanted it to look like. And yes, I still have braces. I’m the only person in my whole grade who still has braces. It wouldn’t be so terrible if I was in middle school, but i’m a sophomore. Feel free to cringe.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to become popular. The only thing I like about myself is my brain, but that doesn’t make me a guy magnet. Blonde hair, big boobs and short skirts do. "
Everything seemed to be going perfectly, until someone takes Truth Or Dare a bit too far. After all, the grass is greener on the right side, right?
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