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A/N: i don't know why this is currently under copyright chapter but oh well, sorry the cover's crap >.< please give this story a chance though, it's my first *fingers crossed* i hope I'll finish writing this.
Just a heads up, this is going to be a cliche, but then again, everything's cliche, it's just how different that everything's written. Please vote/comment if you liked it.
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The Wrong Shoe
Teen FictionA dash of garlic, a pinch of mud, a cup full of guitar picks, and pair of stinky sneakers. All Rights Reserved © 2014 by Victoria Wynne
