I was named after the little mermaid, thought to be strong and brave. A name worthy of a princess, my mum used to say. But I didn't trade my voice for the handsome prince; I just never had it. I've always been the shy youngest sister, too afraid to raise her voice and make herself heard. I don't have the tail and I don't have the personality. I can sing, but no one ever hears me. I guess I only I have the red hair although it's not even naturally red. So how can I be part of his world when I can't even tell him my name? I better never meet the handsome prince, it'd be doomed to fail. So no, I'm not like the little mermaid, I'm just little shy Ariel. -:-:-:- BOOK #2 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daisy, it symbolises "Innocence, loyal love, simplicity."

I grew up in Cheshire, England. My best friend was a curly haired boy named, Harry Styles, yes, the pop sensational group of 5 amazing boys called One Direction. Me and Harry were best friends since we were little tikes. We grew up next to each other. We did everything together. I was there to support him while he was in White Eskimo, and I was there to support him while he tried out for Xfactor. He got in and we we're both so happy! We had a huge party and then he went to bootcamp, he didn't make it and got put in a group with 4 other boys, the band: One Direction. I moved to America a couple months after the boys got 3rd on Xfactor. I haven’t talked to Harry since. I think he's forgotten about me, but I haven’t forgotten about him

" why do you have curly hair? it's really weird." She narrows her green eyes at me, her cheeks are pudgy and a rosy pink. " why are you so annoying?" I blurt out. this gets her to shut up. " sorry, your not really annoying." I add.