The Sister They Never Knew About... (MAYJOR EDITING :O)
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  • Reads 13,613
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  • Parts 21
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Aug 28, 2015
DISCLAIMER THIS WAS WROTE BEFORE DEMI LOVATO IDENTIFIED AS NON BINARY.  I am so happy they know now living as there true self🤍

Hey I'm Casey-Paige Taylor I'm just a typical High school Sophomore well I'm an straight A Student and I'm a Cheerleader and I play Soccer and before you think she's s cheerleader she bully's Well nope I'm not I actually go crazy at my friends for doing it but anyway I'm from Nevada USA, I live with my Ma and My pops, My Ma is a Doctor and My Pops is a Judge in like the cort and stuff so yea. that's a little about me. 
What will happen when her parents are in a crash? 
What will happen when she finds out the Big secret?
How will she react to moving away? 
Will she love or hate the change ?!
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