Dad always told me this story because he knew I would grow up to change the world and those who surround me. I grew up with music playing in the house. Whether it was Dad playing his guitar or hearing my Grandma tickling the ivory. My Grandma was my muse since she always played her piano everyday and to emulate her wonderfulness, I had to practice everyday. The piano, to me, seemed so regular, just ordinary. When I discovered the harp, I became the angel destined to play it. It became my obsession to be the best.

At age 9, I received the highest, most distinguished award in music presented to me by former Mayor, Ed Rendell. I was also the youngest person to ever receive this award. I made history! At age 10, I performed in front of former First Lady Hillary Clinton and other global leaders for a charity benefit. By the time I reached high school, I became the envy of all, particularly the girls. Not only did our classmates want to see me perform on my silver harp; but the boys (most of all,) wanted to glance at this model-like beauty. In college, I decided to try the marching band for a change. Awarded the best and the most beautiful college majorette in the nation! Perfection does not take a second seat. Never in my eyes.

Then came Archie. I felt sorry for him, to be honest. Big teeth, gawky, stupid laugh, overly dramatic...always talking to himself or his hand. I guess I was obligated to be nice to him. “Big mistake!” shouted Grandma. Maybe she was right. There wasn't even enough money for me to get a new majorette outfit for the holidays after helping pay off attorney bills - and he DIDN'T EVEN WIN THE YOUNG LIONS CUP! Co Co bunny had some overnight visits at my house. Scratching up the furniture, eating everything in sight. I had to groom him, put his flea medicine on him, and clean up his doo doo butter mess. Now he’s gone because Archie can’t win a simple match! AAAHHHHH!!!!

My nails are bitten down to the skin, because I’m worrying about Archie embarrassing me again! My harp just sits in the corner along with all my awards, collecting dust. I should have listened to Grandma. We need wins! Not more whining, not more rambling - and no more crying about that God awful, I-really-want-to-put-a-bullseye-on-it, bald spot! A fan told me we look like William and Kate - well those two are winners! Treat me like the royalty I am! Archie, for the sake of our professional relationship, you need to work harder and train better. Otherwise, this princess, this beauty, this star, will shine without you!

VERONICA