From Here to There #Wattys2017

From Here to There #Wattys2017

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Football/Soccer
Five teens take a road trip from North Carolina to New York fresh out of high school. The artist . The dancer The writer The soccer player And the one who has no idea what to do with his life. What could possibly go wrong? ///// Hi! Mrs_Herondale02 here. Hope you guys like this book! TBH I think we should actually do this @Miss_Unbroken and @OhLovelyX . Peace Out Girl Scouts. Hey guys, this is OhLovelyX, I just wanted to say that we decided to let you guys decide who ends up together! This story is for you guys, so you get to decide who you think are perfect for each other. Maybe the dancer and the soccer player, maybe the artist and the one who has no idea what to do with his life, you tell us!
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