Friendship Is More Precious Than Popularity

Friendship Is More Precious Than Popularity

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Reina is ready to go to the new school in the new city as she wakes up feeling doomed she develops a shaking disease her mom is worried about her but she tried to hide her shakiness, Unfortunately her mom found out she was dying to see the new place she was just scared if she's going to be picked on or not , However the day turns out well she gets friends(not knowing the right type of friends) she actually becomes popular because of her friends and the way she speaks.Days turn into months, as she falls in trouble thinking that her friends will help her surprisingly they don't .However some of her lowest friends help her and that's where she realizes her true friends and that friendship is more precious than popularity.
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