Reading too much classic romance doesn't really get you anywhere, well maybe it does, if getting me majoring english literature counts. But beside that? I'm still oh-so-hopeless about everything love-related.

Well okay, not everything, I love books, that's for sure, I love cooking, fortunately, or else it would be hell on earth since I have to cook everyday (Kate doesn't order pizza everyday), and most importantly I love most of people in my life.

First, I love my stepfather Ray, like, so very much. He's a wonderful person and he does his role as a father wonderfully. I don't know if it's even a good thing, but he made this whole not knowing who your real father is not as bad as it sounds.

Carla, my mom, however, is an OK for me, I mean, I love her and all, but she's just an OK, you know? I just hope this husband number something is finally the one for her.

Next, is Kate, my roommate. She's the exact opposite of me, pink blonde hair, perfect body, perfect personality, and on top of it all, she knows it. I still don't know how we could get along so well with all the differences but God, we do.

And last but not least, is Jose. He's my bestest friend. He's handsome, tan, built, tall, you name it. And yeah, okay, I admit, I kinda fall for him. And I also admit, in this case, 'kinda' is an understatement. I fall for him, hard.. kinda.
I mean, it's really hard not to, we meet everyday since we go to the same university (he's taking photography but we meet a lot), he's nice, and funny, and caring, and smart.. And I think I should stop.

Anyway, you know what sucks? Sucks is to know that all that nicey thingy he does to me, or how much he cares and stuff.. He does it all for the fact that he thinks of me as his younger sister, damn! we're only a year apart for godssake!

But do you know what even suckier than that? Jose just asked me to go on a triple date with him. Yeah him. What so sucks about that then? It sucks because he asked me to go on a triple date with him AND HIS date. So it's gonna be him and this bitch Scarlett (even her name sounds intimidating), Kate and her date, Elliot, which she's been with for weeks (yup! For weeks! Kate who?), and lastly, me, oh and maybe this Sylvia Plath's book I'm currently rereading as my date.

"Aw, c'mon Ana! It's gonna be fun!"
"Kate, no!" I cry, "Sorry, but I've seen enough of you and Elliot smacking each others' tongues ape crazy, so for a hundred time, no, I'm not going! And plus, I don't have a date, so you can't call it a triple date." I try to reason like I really don't care and not interested about tonight when actually I'm just a lame ball of jealousy.
"Actually Ana, Elliot's gonna bring his brother that is in town tonight, so technically, it's a triple date." Oh Kate..
"Kate.. Aren't you tired of throwing me all this blind dates material because I kinda am.."
"I'm not setting you up Ana, at least not tonight! It's just happened that Elliot's brother is in town tonight and you have no date, so stop being a no man and come along tonight, pleaseeeee, besides.."

Everything comes out as a mumble and suddenly,

Click.

News flash, reading lots of books has it perks, it makes you smart.
And I feel smart right now, I know just exactly just what to do.

I like Jose, and he's with that oh-so-perfect Scarlett.
And me? I'm gonna come with this oh-I-don't-even-care-if-he's-perfect-or-not... What's his name again?

I really hope you guys will like it! This is my first fanfic, I'm not gonna ask you to be nice or anything but pretty please tell me what I need to make this fanfiction better! I love you! X