If Only

Chapter 1- Intro

Last year was the worst year of my life! Okay, that is probably just another hyperbole that my vocabulary has become acquainted with over the past few years. I'm a little dramatic at times, Sue me (don't actually, I'm more broke than Cinderella)...thanks.

Anyways, back to the story at hand.
My whole world came crashing down in only a few weeks. My boyfriend of 9 months broke up with me, over text! Now you may not think that 9 months is a long time, but when you put effort into something only to have it thrown back in your face, any amount of time that you've wasted on that person is far too long, especially when you find out that that person was cheating on you for half of the bloody relationship with your so-called 'best friend'. To be honest, that bitch  deserves his cheating, lying ass and I'm grateful to have them both out of my life. (I might not be entirely over everything just yet, but that stays between us.)
Then to add to the little spicy mix of disaster that is my life , my mother lost her job not long after. It wasn't her fault so I don't blame it on her. Things just get rough when you can't do the things the rest of your friends are doing. I suppose I don't have an STD as of yet so that's definitely a good sign. Although I'm still not exactly what one would call "innocent".

Over the summer break, I managed to find a part time job at the bar near my house. The owner has known my mom for years and I would be idiotic to ignore the way he looks at her when she's around. The money he offered me was worth all the men that he occasionally had to protect me from, but the tips were well worth it.

My friends came around often when we all had enough time to catch up. We would get drunk down by the beach and cause havoc any chance we got. Most of them were already 18 or older and I looked 18 so we got away with it, most of the time.
We may or may not have spent a night in holding but it was not our fault. Some middle-aged bitch was giving Carl, my handsome beyond words gay friend, dirty looks while whispering something to her obviously jealous husband and that's when I decided to give her a piece of my mind. We were all a little tipsy on the beach and well, let's just say things got a little out of hand and she definitely did not appreciate having beach sand thrown in her face. She ended up calling the police and we sadly weren't fast enough to escape. She started everything and we ended up in a holding cell???? And people call me dramatic...

Okay well besides having a back-stabbing best friend, cheating boyfriend, unemployed mother, being occasionally harassed at work and a misdemeanor on my record , maybe my year wasn't entirely terrible. Okay who am I kidding, it sucked more balls than my bitch ex-'bestie'

Oh shit, where are my manners? Here I am telling you all about my whole life story (well a year of it) and none of you even know my name.
Hi, my name is Lia-Rose Anderson, but everyone calls me Lia. The only thing that has kept me together this long is basically flirting my way around, too scared to ever 'catch feelings' again and  playing sports, preferably field hockey (it's like ice hockey on grass...or lacrosse played on the ground for all of you uncultured readers).

Now for the real story to begin...