Ariana Fletcher Age Novels & Stories

I trusted her, however, if he said one more bad thing about her, I’d screw the fact that I wanted to be on good terms with him and beat the hell out of him. “Hybrid omegas aren’t disgusting. They’re unique.” She said as she flipped her hair, smiling. “You irk me. You still didn’t answer my first question. How old are you?” He asked her and she smiled. “I’ll be twenty two soon. I…” “Ariana is older than you. She is more sensible and…”

“Sit.” She did… carefully, her hands folded in her lap. I sat across from her, trying not to stare but failing miserably. “So,” I began, forcing myself to focus, “tell me about yourself.” She hesitated for a beat, then smiled faintly. “My name’s Aria. I'm nineteen. I’ve been working with children since I was sixteen. Daycare, tutoring, summer camps. I… I just really enjoy being around kids. They’re honest. They don’t hide what they feel.”

“I have no wish to be engaged at such an early age!” She laughed. “This is not a choice. This is a role you must play for your family's sake. It's not supposed to be your wish. Jake's mother here got married to his father when she was nineteen. There's no such thing as too young, if that is what you are thinking.” I stood up. “I don't want this. I have things to do with my life as well. I'd like to further my education after college.” Mrs. Beaumont spoke for the first time. “Sit down, Ariana. Old madam isn't done talking to you yet.”

The file was waiting on my desk. Marcus had delivered it personally, silent and efficient as always. A thick envelope, unmarked, containing everything I'd asked for and more. I didn't open it immediately. I poured a drink first. Then another. I stood at the window until the sky turned purple, until the first stars appeared, until my hands stopped shaking from the performance I'd given. Then I sat down and opened the envelope. Ariana Cross. Twenty-two years old. Born in the industrial district, raised in a three-bedroom house that her mother lost to medical debt two years before she died.

The only thing that sucks about eating outside is having to make sure there’s no bird poop on the table or chairs. I want to get to know more about her and for her to know more about me, so I decided to start with some basic stuff. “So Cataleya, how old are you?” I ask. “I’m nineteen, and I’ll be twenty in November. I really should be a sophomore, but my best friend Aria and I took a gap year to get away from school for a bit and experience a little bit of life. We didn’t have money to travel or anything but we stayed in the city for a while.” So that explains why I haven’t seen her around before and why none of the other guys on the team knew about her yet. “How about you?”

She asked. "I'm an adult, I'm eighteen. I thought you guy were the same" I asked her. She shakes her head. "We are all twenty three years old, seems you're the youngest" she tells me. Jesus Christ, twenty three? "Oh" I state. "I'm so gonna mock him with this" she chuckles. "Aria......" She says after a long while of silence. "By next week, they are gonna come get you" she tells me. Who?

Chandler suddenly asked, cutting her off, "Aurora is your name, right?" She nervously licked her lips, "Yes and I'm twenty-two, sir." He nodded slowly, "Twenty-two, which means you can now make decisions for yourself." "Honey," Aunt Christy cut in softly, placing a palm on his hand and shaking her head. He smiled gently and blinked in a reassuring manner. When he turned back to her, Aurora felt like digging a hole in the ground and disappearing underneath,

I had missed her. “Did you have a good birthday while you were away Ari?” Angel asked excitedly. Aria’s seventeenth birthday had been while she was at camp. It had been one of the big sticking points for her debating whether she went away or not. Coming of age was such a big thing for us, but she loved going to help at these camps she worked in, and didn’t want to miss out on the chance either. In the end, the camp won, and she decided she would celebrate her birthday and her coming of age when she returned home. The thing was, her Mum and her older brother now had to travel to River Ash, so the celebrations may well be delayed even more.

He gave me a new life and a family to call my own. His death changed everything for us… I board our private plane to get to the island. It was a private island and you could assume from its larger landscape whom it belonged to. Yeah right. My car was already there to pick me up by the time I reached. Ariana was the first one to run to squeeze me into a warm hug. She was a 16 years old teenager who saw the world through her pink glasses. She’s the daughter of Jane King, the younger sister of Evan.

She hated her perfection, conveted everything she had and wanted to have it all for herself. Riri was also very beautiful and had always attracted a lot of boys, but even though she didn't really seem to care for them, Jackie hated her for being attractive. Ariana was also genius and when she was eight, she was almost done with highschool despite being Jackie's age mate! She later graduated highschool at age nine and was immediately given a scholarship to study Finance at the university of Utah. She was later given admission to study Economics online and at thirteen, she graduated with a dual degree program while Jackie was still in grade 7!