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Competition
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    Reads 46
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
  • WpHistory
    Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2016
Kaley, an average 16 year old girl has a crush on a guy named Weston. Weston is one of those stereotypical popular guys; wears expensive clothing, has a sharp jawline, perfect teeth, perfect hair...basically perfect everything. Obviously, there are a lot of girls after Weston, but there is one girl that sticks out to Kaley; the girl's name is Michelle. Michelle is Kaley's best friend; she's a very pretty girl that's also very smart, which is why Kaley needs to get Weston before Michelle gets him first.
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