Meet The Matthews triplets: short-tempered Arielle, Belle the beauty and Snow White the pink-haired tomboy. Despite their straight-out-of-fairytale names their life is far from one. Their chirpy stepmother decided to move across the ocean and send them to a private academy on the outskirts of Liverpool, UK. Fun, right? It definitely isn't for Ari, who has to learn how to handle the school prankster without going all Dolph Lundgren on him. It definitely isn't for Belle, who can make everyone swoon after her, everyone except that mysterious badass guy with hair as black as her nail polish. And it probably is for Snow, whose non-existent love life will get a boost when she locks eyes with a certain badass girl.

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"It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's just some idiot in spandex." Arabella Jones is your average American teenage girl, she even lives in one if America's most prosperous cities, Empire City, California. She's a sucker for the performing arts and owns two bookcases full of young adult novels. Well maybe she's not so much like your average American teenager. Everything in Arabella's life seems to be finally going perfect, right up until the city's most famous superhero come barging through her widow at two in the morning on a school night. All she used to have to worry about was what part she was going to get in the musical and if the boy she's been crushing on since freshman year likes her back or not. But these worries are nothing compared to her newfound super stalkers. Now it seems that the city's only hope, and her's, is a teenage boy dressed in spandex who still hasn't learned not to wear his underwear on the outside of his clothes.