The Diabetic Dancer

The Diabetic Dancer

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It's Scarlet Ohor's first day at a new school. Finding new friends is hard enough, but when you have a disease, like type 1 diabetes? It's impossible. Or so she thought, until Scarlet meets Emily. But will Emily accept Scarlet as she truly is? Or will she judge a book by its cover?
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