The Stolen Necklace
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Look, I didn't steal anything! At least I think I didn't. Hello I'm Nicole, I'm 15, and my life officially can't get any weirder. That doesn't necessarily mean that it's bad! At least one thing good came out of it! I found out that I'm a nassadorian demigod. You're probably wondering what that is. Guess you're going to have to find that out yourself!
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