Chapter One

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I just finished my last 100 meters of my race among other sprinters, when the ambassador caught my eye. Let me tell you, Aiden, the ambassador, is a hot multi-millionaire. Since he is the ambassador of sports, I see him at most of my track meets.

Announcer: "Oliva Kuck, 3rd place. Time, 3 minutes, 25 seconds. Kacey Mill, 2cd place. Time........"

Ugh, I thought, I got 3rd place. I was 1/4 of a second faster than Kacey. Oh well, for the first meet of the season, I did well.

Aiden: "Good first meet Mrs. Kuck!"
Me: "I should of got 2cd, I beat Kacey by 1/4 of a second! They got I wrong!"
Aiden: "It doesn't matter, you got in the top 3. More points for our team."
Me: "I gotta go, my brother is here."
Aiden: "Okay, be safe!"
Me: "Always!"

Mike(my brother): "Hey Livy!"
Me: "Hey Mike!"
Mike: "Did you beat all those cocksuckers?"
Me: "I got 3rd place. I beat 2cd place by 1/4 of a second, but they obviously got the times mixed up. Ugh."
Mike: "Sure. Just like the time when you ate dog poop, thinking it was chocolate cake."
Me: "I was 6!!!! Asswipe."
Mike: "Well at least I don't go around calling people names."
Me: "Shut the fuck up. Nobody asked for your opinion. Besides, I only call you names."
Mike: "Real mature Livy, real mature."
Me: "Where is Candace??"
Mike: "I sold her!!!"
Me: "Who's the mature one now?? You sold someone??"

The track meet ended a couple of hours later, with several exhausted runners. My college got 2cd place out of all 8 schools that showed up. Considering that this is our first track meet, we did pretty good. Aiden actually said good job to me, he is to busy flirting with the other girls from the other teams to congratulate his own team. Oh well, I am going to visit my best friend Tessa tomorrow, and complain to her about how he actually talked to me, rather than the other sluts who try to hook up with them. 

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Mom: "Olivia time for supper!"                                                                                                                                                    Me: "Im coming mom, I am almost done with solving how may watermelons I should buy for Allen, because he soo needs to buy $200 worth of them."                                                                                                            "Okay." God, I hate math. Even though I am good at it, I absolutely hate it. 

"This is really good mom!"                                                                                                                                                          "Thank you sweetheart! How was your track meet today? I heard you placed in one of your events."        "I got 3rd place in the 1600 sprints. I was supposed to get 2cd, because I beat the other girl by 1/4 0f a second. But this was the first meet of the year, Aiden said I shouldn't sweat it."                                                   "He is right you know!"                                                                                                                                                                   "AHHH! God I hate you!!" Why does Mike have to scare me like that? I just saw him a couple of hours ago, he doesn't need to be coming around scaring his little sister. It's bad enough that my friend likes him.                                                                                                                                                                                                         "Hey!! No need to scream! I know that I am a sexy god, but damn, I don't need any love affections from you, I already get enough of!" God, he is such an ass.                                                                                            "Do you know you are an asswipe, or is this is what you call supporting your baby sister?"                          "Enough you two!!! Help me clean off the table and put the food and the dishes away!"



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