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"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly." "Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down." My name is Ariana Scarlette Pearson, a.k.a the real biological daughter of one of the wealthiest man in the country, Robert Pearson. I have lived thirteen years of my life with my stepmother and two irritating stepsisters ever since my mother left. They were terrible, with a judgmental personality. But one day, my family decided to move to New York. That's when I met him. The guy whom I knew when I was young but lost contact with since. The guy who is so hot. The guy who could possibly end my misery living with my family and be my unlucky Prince Charming. Being cold and quiet and emo doesn't seem to help too. Maybe I could say that the unlikely Cinderella plays basketball. [Hello awesome potential reader of my book. I may be changing the title because I am poor at making sophisticated good titles and please note that this is not any fan fiction! Thanks♡]
My Prince Charming Is Not Needed
