Fighter
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Last published Sat, Apr 7, 2012
My life has just gone from bad to worse. Not only has my mom just died, but I have to go and live with my rich and famous dad who walked out on us when I was barely a year old. I know what your thinking. How is that bad? Well, you obviously don't know my dad. He's making me go to some stupid private school, where everyone there either carrys a chihuahua in their purse, or only cares about themself. Thats not my lifestyle, it's theirs. So what happens when I meet Zach Worrall behind the girls bathroom, winning in a fight? Well, to me, he looks like a Fighter.
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