If we're going to go through this together, from the beginning to the end, I should tell you about myself.
My name is Ariel Meyer. I don't have red hair like the disney Ariel, my hair is in fact brown, I'm sixteen years old, I like to read, write and all that other shit.
Ok, now the deep stuff. I have a depressed mother, I live in a huge grey house where nothing grows, and I love school because it's colourful.
I love colours, music, art, especially art, and anything else that is interesting. Why? Because my house is grey, in and out, stone, carpet, walls, hell even the wood is grey. Apart from my room. I have successfully, over the past 10 years, made my room a haven of beauty. Each wall is a different colour but you can't really see that because they're crammed with all the artwork I could get my hands on, bought with money from my supermarket job. And yeah. My clothes could make a rainbow ten times over, and my sense of fashion is, well, interesting. Oh and I should tell you, just so that you understand me, I rarely give a fuck about anything. Maybe you already figured it out. People generally do.
Now that you know me, or at least the basics, I will tell you my story. From the start, beginning, whatever you want to call it. Ok, the start of this year, where my life started to get going and stuff really started to happen.
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Capacity To Love
Teen Fiction17 year old Ariel lives in a depressing place, surrounded by her depressed mother - only she won't let herself give in to it. She seeks beauty in everything, and finds it in Chase Anderson.
