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Why me?
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em fev 28, 2012
She was a nerd. He was Mr. Popular. 

Samantha discovers that everything can change with just a mere incident. 

As her journey into highschool begins, Sami soon finds out that friendship is the one thing that will keep her going. Her friends all have unique personalities that make each of them special. They support her on each step she takes; bad or good. 

But, do they all have secrets? 

Maybe they do? Maybe they don't? Maybe you just have to find out!


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It's been about 10 years since I wrote this story. I have NO idea what my thought process was. After re-reading and editing it, I've come to the conclusion that this is the craziest story I've ever read. 

If you like cliché, you'll like this story. 

If you like characters that have the craziest minds, you'll enjoy it too. 


Feel free to comment any error you find. 

Thank you for your support. :)
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