𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀; ʲʲ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵃⁿᵏ

𝟎𝟎.

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in life, sometimes there is never just one answer, and to me, there never has.

it's almost always been me and my mum, since day one, we've been like best friends; she's had both pants on as father and mother since i was born. i couldn't be prouder. she fell pregnant with me at age 16, got kicked out of the house by my grandparents, and made it all on her own with little to no support.

i've never had a father, a dad. it's always been 'father figure' though there have been a couple guys that my mother has dated some way better than others, but either way they never stuck around. the most consistent father figures in my life were big-jack and pops; big john and heyward. they love me like one of their own, and i can't thank them enough.

it hasn't always been me and my mum, there was roise and aslan, my stepsister and stepfather, but they passed in 2017 due to a 'car accident'. he was a great stepfather, and roise was a great little sister, but let's not get into that too much.

ever since before and after then, big john had been in my life. we used to live down the road from each other, and me and john b would always have play dates, making us form a brother-sister-like bond, which big-jack and mum would always make a big deal about, and seeing big-jack every day, we formed our daddy-daughter bond too.

grade 4 was when i met jj and pope. along with pope came his dad, heyward; we've had a daddy-daughter bond since. john b and pope are my brothers from different mothers, and in this case, from different fathers too. i don't know anything about my biological father other than his supposedly white.

my mother, she's the best mum in the world, and i couldn't ask for a better one. she worked so hard to get where she is and where we are. and she's been through so much to make me have a better life than she did; she's done a great fucking job.

she owns a marine-life care and help center. we take in injured sea animals, nurse them back to health, and release them if we think they can be.

i work and help there every fortnight—two weeks. but i mainly work and take care of our small corner surf shop. on the side, we own and co-run a small surf shop. it's quite a bit to manage, but we do. we have lovely workers that work full time, with me and my mum popping in and out every couple days to make sure everything's going smoothly.

in the marine center, we currently have four tortoises, one of whom is pregnant, three dolphins, a shark, multiple stingrays, and multiple fish. i help with the tortoises, dolphins, the shark, and the stingrays, but mainly the dolphins, a selected few of the stingrays, and the pregnant tortoise. That's about all i do.

my mum has always been in love with the ocean and helping animals and people, so her career choices never shock anyone when they're told, but my mother's love for nursing animals is kind of where i get my name from. valencia. valencia means 'strong, brave, and sometimes healthy' in spanish; my mom is latina, puerto rican, so it makes sense.

anyways, I'm valencia rhealyn sanchez; i also go by cece, cia, or just lyn. most of the pogues use those names, while jj likes to call me vally. i don't know why, but he came up with it when we were younger; it just stuck.

like i mentioned before, i work at our surf shop, 'blue wave', keeping it in check some of the time at least, but i much prefer working at our marine center, 'marine life, costal care' it's a lot more fun to work with animals and spend the day in the water playing and checking up on them than getting yelled at almost every day because we said two weeks ago we had produce in stock and now we've run out of that said produce. but when i'm not working, i'm hanging out with the pogues, which is more often than not.

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story word count: 715,
whole word count: 908.

authors notes:

i honestly don't know how i feel about this. i think it's okay, but i don't know, have a love-hate relationship going on with it.

y'all, please the realistic age gap based off the show between cia's mum and dad actually has violent vomit and explosive diarrhea coming out of me like niagra falls. but for the sake of my sanity and the sake of this book making a wee more sense, we're just gonna say that they were both 16-17 when cia was born.

(cia's dad would've been around 45 and cia's mum would've been around 30ish, so that means if the mum had her at 16, the dad would've been in JAIL.)

why am i talking like i wasn't the one that did this to myself?? honestly, just skip the author notes if they annoy you, LMFAOOO 😭✋

enjoy the story, my little monsters, and keep commenting. if you think the story could use some changes, be sure to tell me, or if the spelling or grammar is wrong, please correct me!!

the excitement is getting to me; i'm actually screaming. i'm so excited!!!

anyways, thankyou and love ya xx
- angel