My secret saboteur

My secret saboteur

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Life has always been hard for Hayley, living as the stereotypical unpopular girl with no friends, constantly being mocked and living a miserable life. But, that's not the only thing; she has a twin; who is her total opposite: popular, friendly, loved by one and all and simply adorable. Hayley feels that life won't be any different, and feels that her only target is to finish school and get out. But that's when her whole life turns around.......
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