Ch.1 What I Believe In
I believe that every time you do something for the first time you change. I believe that when you try something new, you always walk away with more than what you had before.
Yes, I believe that when I had my first crush I became an annoying, insecure friend. I was always talking about the guy, I was always worrying if I looked good for him or not, and I was always ignoring my friend's problems when they needed me most because I was too worried about a boy.
I believe that after my first heartbreak I didn't deserve to have those friends around. I didn't deserve to have the great friends I had to get me through my first heartbreak. But I did, and it helped so much more when I changed into someone with almost no confidence.
I believe that after my first boyfriend I had too much confidence and when that guy broke up with me I just took my hurt and anger at him for cheating on me with my best friend and fueled it into a few nights of non-stop partying and making out with random guys.
I believe that after my dad left, I became a loner with only a couple of friends who rarely went out of the house and hated the way she looked and felt about herself.
I believe that after nine months of my dad being gone, when I had to help my mother bring a new life into this world at the age of thirteen, I became a responsible adult at too much of an early age.
I believe that helping my mom raise a child and go through many break-ups with a lot of sleaze bags made me a stronger woman.
And I believe that when my mother named me Ember, because of the warm gold and brown flecks in my dark eyes, she gave me a name that would describe me perfectly. I have a fire burning deep inside me, a strength I get from having a messed up family and an even more messed up love life.
My name is Ember Lively and this is the story of how I fell for more than one boy, and ended up loving only one.
(Hi to all of my faithful reviewers that love me enough to actually follow all of my crazy stories and ever-changing plot-lines. I'm very sorry to those of you that were hoping I might finish Let's Fly, but I've just lost the spark of creativity that fueled the world surroinding Lena and Rafi. This story came into my head a little while ago. It's based around my own love life, although my little brother is only two years younger than me, not sixteen. What it's based upon is the many boys and jerks I've had crushes on, and even some that I had a somewhat relationship with. I don't know why but Im going to blow all of it out of proportion, like make it way bigger and more drama-filled than it was in real life. I think this story will be fun and i hope some of you stick with it!)
Thanks to all of you!
Queen of the Fairytales
