segunda-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2013

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"I think you're confusing which Scooby Doo character would have gotten into an Ivy League." — Aria Montgomery, pretty little liars.

ABOUT ME: It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Aria Montgomery and was part of the group the most popular girls of Rosewood, Alison DiLaurentis comandandas by the queen bee. I've always been a little different from all that world of brands handbags. I think I was the only one to see the world in a more artistic. I was the only one who failed to become a typical girl of Rosewood. The fuses color pink throughout my hair blue-black were a proof. When Alison disappeared in our slumber party, I moved with my family to Iceland and there matured. I went back to Rosewood without the locks. My hair now had the natural tone. Were long and thick, making a perfect match with my green eyes and my doll face. It's amazing how there was a twist as I put my feet in Rosewood. There I fell in love with my English teacher, I started receiving messages from a guy named - A threatening to reveal my secrets (the beginning I thought it was Alison's own) and more .. I discovered that she had been brutally murdered. The cause of death was suffocation. It hurts just to think about what she went through. Some say that Alison deserved, "she was pure evil." But nobody in this world, especially a girl in her 15 years, deserves this.

THINGS: I was born on May 14 and live in Rosewood, Pennsylvania. My best friends are Spencer Hastings, Hanna Marin and Emily Fields. Dating with Ezra Fitz and already had a fleeting relationship with Noel Kahn recently boyfriend of Jenna Cavanaugh (BITCH CAN SEE!). I am the daughter of Ella and Byron Montgomery, sister of Mike and books half-sister Lola, whose stepmother Meredith. My nicknames are Big A, Pookie Bear, Arlene and Honey. I am played by Lucy Hale.  Aria felt a twinge of pain, wishing life was like outside one day when they ones turning friends. Things had been fantastic for a while: they made lots of trips to the Poconos, spent hours at the home of one another, made silly movies with the camera Aria. For the first time, Aria was not an odd eccentric, but part of a group. Then Ali turned and started to walk away. His footsteps crackling produced high for a time, disappearing into the distance. Aria started down the hill toward his home. I want us to be friends again. Just think about it, okay?Part of her wanted to tell Ali that past was past. She wanted a best friend again. Wanted, pages 142-143.


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