Freshmen Fate

Freshmen Fate

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Diane didn't expect anything from her freshmen year. She wanted it to go by smoothly. She was hoping for a drama-free year of pure nothingness. After a crazy middle school life, she was ready to take the low road and just focus on school. New friends, new classes, new clubs, and new opportunities. Boys were the last thing on her mind. She was completely content with herself, and she knew nothing lasted forever. Little did she know that an older boy would soon rock her world. Sometimes you can change your destiny. But can you REALLY control your fate?
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