Talia Price is just a normal 17-year-old girl, with friends and popularity. One fateful day at a pizza restaurant brings her one step closer to finding the person of her dreams... I wrote this when I was in fifth grade, so it's really crap. Anyway, in case you couldn't tell, it's a Smosh fanfiction. I don't actually like Smosh anymore. Wait, no. Let me change that. I don't like new Smosh. You know, with all of the new people who are fricking n00bs. I miss old Smosh! Back when they were actually funny! Btw, I don't own the cover pic! I just looked up Smosh Matryoshka and that came up! I just love the pic, okay?! Also, I don't own anything in the story, blah blah blah. I do however own the writing, and, well, you know what I'm saying. Whoops, I got carried away. If you want to read a really poorly written Smosh fanfiction, then uh, I guess just read this...ta-ta!
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