Here I come; I Think...!
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Ongoing, First published Jun 22, 2016
Adriana is your tipical girl; well besides she has no friends, except her fans, she's internet famous but her parents don't know. She has brown and ombre waist length hair. Dark brown eyes the turn red and black sometimes, her left eye has a birthmark the looks like two angles holding hand, one small little girl and an older girl. Perky pink/red lips. Very fit.But has depression, Sometimes self harms. Is now living by her self in LA. 17 years old.No one knows she self harm, not even her fans. She's famous for singing in YouTube (37 million subscribers)  acting silly on vine (34 million) Twitter for giving amazing advice and many other things. And different social accounts. Sam smith, Justin, Chris brown subscribed to her on youtube. All magcon boys follow and added her on Twitter, Instagram and snapchat. She's never had her first kiss or a boyfriend.Oh and one more thing; shes a witch.. Perfectly normal life.. Right.?! What happens when she gets to LA. Who will she meet.? Stay and see.
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48 parts Ongoing

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