Rich Girls
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  • Reads 100
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 7
  • Time 23m
Ongoing, First published Apr 24, 2013
De 14-jarige Anne heeft mega rijke ouders. Ze wonen in een Villa net buiten Londen. Op een dag zeggen haar ouders dat ze gaan verhuizen naar NY! Eerst vind ze het maar niks. Dan moet ze namelijk haar vriendinnen missen. Maar achteraf kan dat haar niks meer schelen. Ze gaat toch naar NY
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