Authors note: This is nothing like the book or the show. I do not own any of this expect for the idea. I hope you guys like. Also new CHapters on Degrassi high and Memories that can kill are coming up soon :D

This isn't a fairy tale. There is no prince charming or anything like that. I wish my life was like a fairy tale and one day my prince would come and save me from everything that is going on, but life doesn't work like that. I can only wish that it would happen to me. I could remember when my dad used to tell me stories about princes and princess and total girls that were nothing becoming something amazing. I thought maybe just maybe that could be me. I was wrong though. My parents died when I was about five years old and I was put into an orphanage til I was put in the foster system and I have been in and out of homes since. I haven't stayed long in any homes always being moved from state to state. I started to feel like all the stuff my dad told me was bullshit. I had no prince charming to save me.

I was in the car driving to my newest "home". It was in a small town in Wisconsin. I sighed as we pasted all the farms that were around here. I have lived in more states then I can remembered. I haven't lived in all fifty yet, but I was pretty close. Wisconsin was pretty, but it had a lot of farms around here. I hope my new family didn't live on a farm or anything like that. All they had told me so far was that they had a son and used to have daughter. The daughter was murdered and they were looking for something to fill the void that she had left behind.

I was really nervous as I looked out the window. What if they didn't like me? What if I wasn't the daughter they wanted? I always get nervous before going to a new place, because I never know what to expect or what they even want from me. All parents want something different from there expected daughter and I wasn't it. I was the definition of the weird girl and parents wanted a "popular kid".

We pulled up to a nice big house with brown shutters. It was an older house, but it looked like they kept it very up to date. Great, it looks like this family is already expecting a perfect family. Then they will see me and all like the rest run far far away from me. I sighed as I got out of the car. The social worker, Mary, and the cop of the town stood with me. I sighed deeply as I walked up the big steps. I heard the soft ding of the doorbell as the cop rang the bell.

If you are wondering why there is a cop here, it is very simple. I don't always do as the law wants me to do. I have gotten in my fair share of trouble in my life. So, the cop comes to tell them what I have done and if they have problem to notify them presently. Blah blah blah. It was the same old same old.

The door open and a boy with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes stood there. He was young no more then twenty-five. He had a strong built on top and had a nice body. He was beyond cute and he was probably going to be my step-brother. Just my luck to get an extremely hot brother. "Hey this is Aria, your new sister. Can we come in?" Mary said in her sweet social worker voice. You don't want to see her in her mean social worker voice. It was pretty scary.

He nodded slowly, "Sure thing. I will get my parents." He walked out of the doorway and back into the house. I don't think he saw me really. I was hiding behind the cop seeing how he was tall and buff. He was your typical cop strong and had a stern look on his face. I just wanted to kick him to watch him fall flat on his face. Its not like I was going to stay here long. I moved my foot up and pushed his knee in. He quickly turned around and grabbed my leg.

"Aria!" my social worker yelled. "What have I told you about kicking cops?"

He let go of my leg, "She is fine. I am used to it, but I never thought a girl of her height would do that." I looked down at myself. True I was only at least 5'2", but that doesn't mean I am strong. I had three abusive dad's to prove it.

"I am sorry. She is just nervous. She always does this before a new house. I think she just gets scared of what is going to happen."

"I can hear you I hope you know. I am not deaf Mary. You don't have to explain my actions. I am sixteen years old, I think I can say for my own actions."

"Well, then don't act like you are two and be good. You need to make a good first impersonation they mean everything." She sighed, "Aria, this is the last house I can put you in before your stuck in the group home til you are eighteen and trust me you don't want that to happen."

I sighed, looking down. She was right. Group homes were scary and most of the time you didn't know what was going to happen. I remember when I was eleven this girl got acid poured on her eyes in a fight. She was blinded for life. I saw the whole thing and I never went near that girl again. Another girl got a pole shoved up her. You always had to watch your back or you might end up dead. Some of these girls I thought should be in an asylum. "I guess you are right."

"I know I am right. Now, come on, Aria." She pulled me inside along with the cop. I looked around the house it was huge. The walls wood with a white top on it. The floor had a fluffy white carpeting on it. With pink carpets. The couch was white with a big screen tv in front of it. There was a big clock in the living room rang with the hour. I could just smell that they had a lot of money. That and they used Lysol way too much. It smelled like a dryer. The parents came down from the upstairs and they looked like the perfect people. The woman had a gorgeous heart shaped head and small button nose. Her eyes were piercing blue the same as her son. Her hair was long and blonde that fell down her shoulders. The man was tall with a square face and chestnut brown hair. He had a nice five a clock shadow. He had the same ice blue eyes as everyone else. They are like picture from a story book my mom used to read me when I was little. I never thought I could see a more perfect family. How did there daughter end up dead? And how was a I going to replace her? Having parents reproduce her and now they have this mess. This was going to be along night.

We sat down around the table as the awkward silence sank in. No one really knew what to say. I mean what do you say when the daughter you wanted is clearly not the one you got stuck with. The woman was the first to pip up, "I'm Jessica and this is my husband Kenneth. You have already met our son Jason. We know this might be hard for you to come into a house of strangers, but we would like you know that you are more then welcome here. If you have any questions just ask."

There was so many things I wanted to say, but I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to make more trouble for my life then I already was in. I already kicked the cop that was enough shit to get in trouble for one day. "Do I get my own room?"

"Yes of course. We had a guest room that will be perfect for you."

Mary smiled at me, "See you having nothing to worry about." She pulled out papers. "Now all I need is you to sign and she is all hers.

I watched as my life was signed over to my new 'parents'.