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IDIOSYNCRASY // Soccer

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Time 4h 12m

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Idiosyncrasy, a peculiar element to an individual that makes them stand out. An idiosyncratic talent is a completely unique talent. One like no other. This exactly describes Charlotte Evan's most not-so-secret talent. Charlotte Evans tries out for the boys varsity team. If you mix the stress of winning State Championships, Boys, and Love, what will happen?

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Grammar in this book is very poor. Please consider my age at the time, I was only in elementary/middle schoolAll Rights Reserved

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Someone New

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