Where are they?
- LECTURES 233
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- Chapitres 10
En cours d'écriture23m
Dernière publication sam., déc. 8, 2018
Kassie is living a happy normal life. She's a senior at PCA (pacific coast academy) with her 4 BFFs and her boyfriend. She just turned 17 and just a week ago she got her drivers license. Life is good until one day one by one her friends start disappearing! find out what happens next.
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