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I'm Angel Wilson, and I have a major issue. I'm starting a new high school with no friends, and I'm sure the glossy girls
are out to get me. On the positive side, I have fabulous hair, I'm destined for greatness, and I've only wiped out in front of a crowd of people once. Oh, and I have a plan. That is, of course, if I can make it through my first semester.
Pass me the hair spray. I'm going in. |
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