Love Isn't A Science
Preface
*Lia's POV*
Growing up with two science teachers as biological parents and an english teacher as a step mom, I never understood the concept of love. That was, until I was forced into living with my step mom when tragic events is what summed up my life; until I started sitting with different people in lunch and hanging out with them; until I was able to decipher the difference between a friend who constantly says she's not fake and ends up starting drama, and a friend who is fake, but she can keep it between us.
I lived in a town called Lindenhurst, located in Suffolk County on the south shore of Long Island. I spent every summer going to the beach, and I spent every winter making slushies out of the snow in my backyard and whichever soda we had in the house. I went to elementary school at one of the seven in Lindenhurst. In elementary school, you have mostly the same friends from Kindergarten to Fifth grade. When you graduate, you have talked to each person at some point in your time there. After we graduated elementary school, every student from all seven schools moved up into the only middle school in Lindenhurst, located at the end of town. In the three years you are at that school, you somehow get accquainted with at least twenty students from a completely different elementary school. Then you graduate eighth grade, and you listen to everyone's names being called at graduation, and you start thinking about how many people you have not yet met in your town. But that's okay because you all move up to the only high school together, located on the north side of town, which was located on the complete other side of town from the middle school. There you'll meet probably a lot of the people you didn't even know were in your grade, and you'll know someone that's a sophomore, junior, or senior by the third month of school. My point is, by the time you graduate from Lindenhurst High School, you will have, at some point, noticed, had a class with, talked to, or bumped into every person sitting in a chair on that field graduation morning. Point blank, everyone knows each other in Lindenhurst, even if the population was, at the time, almost 30,000.
I was one of those people who had hidden trust issues; the kind that you even lie to yourself about having. I went through stages with friends, but in my defense, I wasn't the one causing drama. It wasn't like I came out of the blue one day and said I couldn't trust them; they gave me reasons not to. I wasn't that great in staying in relationships with boys. With every boyfriend I had, I broke up with before two months. Some break ups, well most actually, was because I started liking another guy. Other break ups were because I had nothing in common with the guy. The other ones were the ones where I got broken up with.
I know, you just want me to get on with the point of this story. Well, I'll warn you now, tears may fall, you may literally laugh out loud, and you'll probably get confused. But I'll let you all handle that and let you start to experience my life as Emilianna Elizabeth Rosilitta Detarro.
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