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Along Those Lines
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Ongoing, First published Jan 15, 2017
Mature
"come on, live a little! your name is chance for a reason." 
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Chance Walters, a seventeen year old blonde with big college dreams and phenomenal grades. she had oh so many talents and high standards until dragged into the group of "sinners". it was her time around with the bad girl, and she was going to take advantage of it. who wouldn't? B Holbrook was the biggest and baddest bitch in forewood high.
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