Disaster's awakening

Disaster's awakening

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{{UPDATES AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK}} Stassie is a young 18-year-old in school and doing A-levels, she is known as the goody toe shoes and gets bullied a lot of the time for it. Saint is also 18 and doing A-levels. He is known as the 'bad boy' and has a lot of people cowering from him. However is he as bad as everyone says he is? One day the principal calls them both to the office. He asks if Stassie could 'look over' Saint and make sure he goes to all his lessons, etc because they apparently do the same lessons apart from he does PE.
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