Liar liar pants on fire...

Liar liar pants on fire...

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Ava Flowers is just another lost soul trying to make it through high school, nothing out of the ordinary ever really happens. Until one mistake ends up costing her the rest of her life causing lies upon lies to start flowing. All because she meets one boy, will she ever come clean before it's too late ? Before she looses everyone who once meant the world to her ? What will her parents have to say ? Will her brother Jayden ever accept her love for another ? Will there bond be broken because of one stupid mistake ?
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