Stunt-Van
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Last published Tue, Apr 21, 2015
Van Daniels just can't get a break.
Her father's dead, her mom hates her, she has seven siblings (SEVEN. I MEAN COME ON STOP HAVING KIDS MOM JESUS), and they all live in one mobile home, aka Trash Heap. She's spent exactly 63 hours and 42 minutes in this new town and she's already managed to break someone's nose. And then school starts.
In this hilarious, amazingly beautiful- no. Sorry, I'm not gonna brag about how good this is. I hate to be this guy (no I don't), but you fools ain't gettin NO hints. So read the (cough-unfinished-cough) book, then I guess you can decide what adjectives I put here. I'm being serious- ask me to put something in this intro, or my profile, and I'll do it. Ask in comments or message me. Byeee! :D
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