I know why Taylor picked me- I'm her mini-me. I have the same hair, style, makeup, and I actually have a very similar face. I mean, I do have to have my hair dyed, but I didn't get any plastic surgery! Taylor Swift has been my life ever since I saw her perform at Times Square on New Year's Eve. I chopped off all my long black hair, bleached it to a dark blonde, and threw out my whole closet to buy Taylor's looks. Unfortunately, my father says that I can't have a third car until I'm actually old enough to drive. I know, totes unfair, right? But this contest? Taylor herself thought I could win, and Taylor is never wrong. Stevie Stevens never loses.
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The Fandom Games
FanfictionSix teenage girls from six different fandoms are locked together in a house for a month. Need I say more?
