Ok so this is one of thoseone or two chapters only fics. If I get good reviews I'll stretch it out one or two more chapters but I am bending and speculating with flashbacks as it is, so this is just for the fun of it :)

Chapter one- Familiar

"And today's forecast for Albuquerque, New Mexico is a high of 70 degrees and low of 68 on this fine September day." The radio blared. A phone began to ring as the daily weather forecast continued.

"Hello." A tired voice answered. "No, no I am not suppose to be in till eleven today, Eric. You are going to have to find some one else to cover for her."

Livia Phillips hung up the phone and slowly got out of bed. As she walked toward her bathroom mirror the morning traffic report ended and the hit new song by Avril Lavigne, Complicated, started to play.

"Turn that down in there!" Livia's roommate, Maggie, yelled from the other room. She was hung over like usually from being out the night before with her boyfriend, Jason.

Livia, turned the radio to off, she had never liked the song much. After quickly getting ready for the day she headed toward the small apartments kitchen to fix a cup of coffee.

"Good morning!" Livia greeted her twenty five year old divrced roommate. Maggie sat at their small dinning room table in a bathrobe on. Her layered brown curls laid as a mess around her face. She groaned hello then went back to her coffee. Livia smiled and set two tylanol in font of her friend. She then grabbed her brown satchel and then headed to the door.

"Have a good day Maggie, don't do anything you'll regret!" Livia called as she walked out the front door and down a flight of stairs.

She and her roommate lived in a small apartment in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Livia was twenty years old. Before she went to work each day she would stop off at a local library for an hour or two and read. Livia worked for a wedding planning company. It had sub-divisions across the country and Livia was the secretary for the CEO of the New Mexico based firm.

Livia, began to read section four of Of Mice and Men.

"So what's your favorite part so far ya, book worm?" A Southern husky voice asked.

"Excuse me?" Livia turned and asked with a smile. "Were you talking to me?"

"Yes, mam I was. So what's you favorite part?" A man behind Livia asked again.

Livia smiled and turned back to nearly the beginning of the book. She then handed the book to the tall blonde haired man.

"Read the underlined part."

Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world. They got no family. They don't belong no place. . . . With us it ain't like that. We got a future. We got somebody to talk to that gives a damn about us.

"So I take it you've read this before." Livia said

The man handed the book back to its owner.

"Yeah." He said shortly and walked off with a slight temper.

"You're late."

"No, actually I am early. And good morning to you too, Mrs. Russel." Livia said with a smile as she greeted her boss.

"You can run down to Starbucks and get me another cup off coffee; now."

"I'm on it." Livia proclaimed as she walked out the door and down the city street.

Her cell phone began to ring when she was waiting in line.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Sista. It's Cassie, listen can you watch Clem this afternoon. Something came up at work."

"Sure, drop her off at the apartment at 4:30, m'kay?"

"Thanks a bunch, see ya then."

Livia's sister, being a single mom, often dropped her four year old daughter off at her apartment.

"That'll be 8 dollars and 42 cents." The cashier lady said in a cheerful tone. Livia read hr name tag quickly.

"Well thank you very much, Nikki."

Livia paid the bill then grabs the two coffees she bought and headed back to work.

Her daily routine went on its way as it always did. She got to work, did her job then went home early if she could. Livia often hide behind a fake smile. She gave off the appearance that everything was alright. As everyone does, she had her back stories and she carried the weight of the past on her shoulders from day to day. She hardly ever complained. She let the world think what they may of her. A bright smile and positive attitude was constantly being shown by her lead people to believe her life was all peaches and cream. Through thick and thin she ran the race; and she ran it hard.