PROLOGUE:

"I knew I recognized you!"

My eyes narrowed as I took a few steps back, he's kidding…. "What are you talking about?"

The salmon haired boy closed the distance between us with one stride as he shoved a newspaper in my face, "Lucy Heartfilia. Richest Heiress in Magnolia. Soon to be married to Sting Eucliffe." He grinned all cockily and I had the sudden urge to slap the superior look off his gorgeous face, "She's you."

Uh oh. Busted. Nice going, Angel.