Mr. Wrong
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Ongoing6m
Last published Fri, Nov 8, 2013
Katrina is an incoming freshman at South High and she meets the ultimate player, TJ. He is a year older than her and all the signs point to NO but she just can't shake the way he makes her feel. None of the guys in her grade make her feel like that. So the question is how much she is willing to give to TJ in order to 'keep' him.
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