Perfection is Overrated

Introductions are needed!

Hi!
I'm Aria, Aria Summers.
I hate to do this, but let's start from the beginning.
I was 14 years old when my parents died in a plane crash-call me cold-hearted but it didn't phase me. They were never around anyway. At some point, I just grew into the thought of coming from school and waiting for them to come home sometime in the night. I'm of American nationality but my parents and I had moved from house to house since I was young, ask me why even I couldn't find a suitable reason. We had moved to England 🇬🇧 and they had promised we would finally stop moving and settle down in this beautiful country.

They died the day after the move. I didn't cry though, some part of me didn't even care to some extent.
They were the worst parents, I still miss them but I can't remember many happy memories.
I used to be cupcakes and rainbows but after moving from one foster home to another in one year- not to mention they all treated me horribly-I toughened up and stopped caring overall. Turns out this country wasn't so beautiful after all, the only thing beautiful about it was their accent.

A couple of days after I turned 16. I was adopted by Sebastian Stella, the owner of a billion-dollar vineyard and wine distillery- if you went to a restaurant, you ordered his white grape champagne or wine. The rich guys always adopt children I guess I was, how you say...lucky.
Woopie!! (Aria is forever sarcastic).

I swear if he wasn't my adopted father he could be some girl's sugar daddy!

After the adoption, we moved to California. I loved how rich Sebastian was and the fact that he kept his home simple. A normal gray and white outer layer and a magnificent garden full of roses in different colors. Inside had sparkling white decor; I could see my face just by looking at a cup, at first it was eye-straining but eventually, I began to appreciate the scenery.
The starting of the year went off smoothly and I got accepted into New Port high. A school filled with the spoilt and rich, I begged Sebastien to let me go to a public school but he said and I quote "No daughter of mine is going to a public school, you'll relate more to these kids, as snobby as they are, their parents are never home...you can relate to that feeling, you'll make friends".

A couple of months in and I got introduced to yadda, yadda the daughter and son of yadda, yadda, yadda...met some more people yadda, yadda, yadda...yadda here I am.

That's all there is to say really.
That's how my " perfect" life turned into shit...

I mean there's no such thing as perfect anyway. I already told Sebastien not to expect anything from me, I'm no perfect person and I won't try to be.

Eventually, I removed the word perfect from my vocabulary and replaced it with badass. Now that's me.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey guys I hoped you enjoyed this intro and got a little taste of what's to come and what Aria is all about.
I love comments, please write them and rate me out of five stars.
Almost forgot... you must be thinking
where are the pictures?
Well, I have your answer; go to my Instagram page to see them all!
You can just click the link on my profile to visit!

                                  Stay beautiful,
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