Me.
Only being a little 9 year old, I was devastated, as most people should be.
Losing your parents in a devastating terrorist attack that left most people heart broken, including me.
And I was also in that building, except I was one of the lucky ones, who survived, but barley.
We were on the level the plane crashed into and while everything was burning I was having a tea party, A DAMN TEA PARTY!!
I mean I could've saved some people.
I was nearly died when they, well he found me, still having a tea party at that.
Paul.
He was here as a body ground for the week, and I had just met earlier in the day.
I still have no idea what he was doing up there but he saved me, and took me in, to England with him.
I, was an innocent 'perfect' kind of girl, but when I 14 I changed?
I ran away back to New York and never saw Paul again and turned into a daredevil sort of person.
My family from there on was people from gangs, but they were nice people, to me at least.
Now fast-forward 7 years here is where I am now.
I'm in New York still with my 'family' it still hurts but I won't let that show.
I work as a bodyguard-ish person at the famous Maddison Square Garden and yeah I'm friends with they Justin Bieber.
I decided to be a bodyguard because of Paul of course.
I take care of 4 'little ones' at home, that I adopted.
Clover who's 13.
Lily and Lilac who also 13 but aren't related to Clover but they are twins.
And Poppy who's 5.
We all have flower names if you didn't know.
And then I also live with my best friend, Tess who's 19, only a 2 year age difference.
And that's the start of my,
Beautiful Mess.
