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Love or hate
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Ongoing, First published Jan 09, 2016
16 årige allison er lige flyttet fra LA til Danmark, sammen med sin bror og mor.

Allison er en meget gernert, sarkastisk, sød, sjov og smuk pige! Imens hendes bror er meget ligefrem og score alle piger! Allison er ik så tryg ved drenge og det kom ik til at gå godt når skolens player (Adian)  for et godt øje til hende.... Følg med i hendes vanvittige liv og se om der sker noget imellem hende og Adian.
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