Charley Teller (SOA)
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  • Reads 62,604
  • Votes 1,094
  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 7m
Complete, First published Jan 30, 2017
I'm Charley Annie Teller and I was sent to boarding school in Ireland at the age 16. I am now 25 and on my back to my home town Charming. 8years I haven't seen my family and I miss them deeply. charming your in for a storm. I have dirty blonde hair and blue eyed. I'm 5'2 in a half and I have a big temper.
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