What Happens Next

What Happens Next

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Parts 4

Ongoing21m

Last published Sat, Mar 26, 2016

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Eva has a broken past. A broken life. And a shattered heart. All she wants is to have a normal life again. No more diets to help with depression, no more meeting groups to talk about it, and no more social workers. Shes over it. All she wants is a new beginning. A new start. New friends in a new place a new school and thats what she gets On June 4th, Eva received a letter that would change her life it looked like this -------------------------------------------_______________________________------------------------------------------- Dear Ava Hopler, I am Mr. Sivan, the principal of Fandom HighSchool Your application has been accepted. We are glad to welcome you into our fine Fandom academy. You along with 29 other teenagers, much like your self, who are obsessed with knowing more about the social-side of life and how to be successful, have been invited to join us at our state of the art academy. You have been placed In the band Fandom and Youtube Fandom wings of the school. We start school on August 19th and hope to see you there. You will be provided with the necessary equipment such as a MacBook pro, iPhone 6s, iPad mini, and all of the necessary social media required for the classes. The office will have your schedule as long as you have a parent signature with you. ID pictures will be taken on August 16th. This changed everything.

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