Emma's POV
This is what I sprayed:
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We had found multiple walls to spray. He sprayed these:
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Then we heard "Emma? Hayes? Graffiti? Again?" It was Nash as three guys walked towards us.
They saw our work and stopped. "Woah" Taylor said.
"Yah, I know right?" I beamed.
"You're still in trouble but-hold on as I take this in-woah....." Cam said.
As they watched in awwww at our skills as we slowly backed away. Then as soon as we were behind them all, we darted.
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Fanfiction?*?*Hayes Grier FanFictoin?*?* Emma Dallas. Cameron Dallas's little sister. Very messed up girl. She never thought Cam loved her, Her parents died when she was 8, and Seirra, their older sister, called her names right before she left. "Bitch" "weird...
