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The Hood [Rewritten]
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"You aren't anyone unless you are a Hood." Ashlyn said looping her arm through mine. "Ash shut the fuck up. Don't scare the girl." Kian said.
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Average girl Laine, just moved to a more suburban town than anything. Populated with a little over 300 people, this.town is suitable for a growing family.
But what happens when Laine gets herself in a heap load of trouble? Find out in The Hood.
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