The Truth About Love

Chapter 1: Best party ever

THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE

CHAPTER 1: Best Party Ever

Vivi's P.O.V

It's late in the autumn of my seventeenth year, two weeks after junior year started. Currently, our soon to be mixed Irish-American family (in a few months is going to be Korean as well since my youngest aunt is marrying one) is celebrating my cousin's birthday and I may add that celebrations in our family are as lively as a funerary. We are all gathered around a small table invading each other's personal spaces and eating fish with vegetables. Like any other family meeting this one is depressing as hell but there is no person at this table who dares to destroy our freaking circle of morbid people.

The birthday boy, Ethan sighs and takes another bite of his food.

We don't really talk since he thinks I'm some snobby girl with designer clothes and Gucci napkins or whatever rich girls have. He has this opinion presumably because of my mother's numerous appears in the Cosmo magazine and my father's reputation as one of the best lawyers, but I think I should say that his assumption is totally wrong. For a girl with socialite parents I'm bat-shit weird. I don't have a huge group of friends (If a car can't be counted as a friend then I don't have friends at all), I don't like shopping (trying clothes is too much energy wasted on nothing) and the worst of all is the fact that I hate parties and socializing. In other words I think I'm a sociopath. Awful, right?

However this celebration is inevitable since everyone in our family wants to spend every minute possible with us- the new generation. Of course Ethan would prefer spending time with his guy friends and his face shows every negative emotion he feels towards this meeting but once again, people from this table don't give a flying crap about our opinion.

"So, how's school going, Vi?" Jenny (Ethan's mother and my overly interested aunt) asks looking like she genuinely wants to know about my screwed up high school life.

"Uh...it's ok. There is this huge project this year," I take my time looking at everyone around the table and noticing that every damn person around it is paying attention to me. Uhhh. "and students from our school are going to exchange places with others from Lake Side Academy...for the rest of the semester,"

Well there is this huge project this year and I'm forced to participate if I want to get that damn scholarship.

As if some kind of invisible entity slapped him on the back of his head, my cousin starts chocking on his glass of cola. Awesome, we barely talk and when we finally do I put his life in danger. Furthermore the reason he's reacting like this must be really important since Ethan wants to look badass and uninterested all the time.

"Are you ok?" I pat his back gently but he swats my hand away like it wold be better to die choking then being helped by me.

"What...just what?" He exclaims dramatically with his eyes bulging out of his head which make him look kind of funny, but I pinch my thigh refusing to laugh at his fly-face.

"But that's awesome! You two can go to school together from now on!" Jenny exclaims cheerfully. Poor auntie, little does she know that her son would consider going to school in underwear a better option then riding in the same car with me for the rest of the semester.

My parents give everyone a big, fat and fake smile while sipping on their water. When I told them about the project the reaction was instant Will this project help you with the Harvard scholarship? And since it does it made them rethink whether I should go or not.

"Yeah, I'm sure they can ride together," mom says fidgeting in her seat. She doesn't like Ethan's group of friends because (according to her) they made him dangerous and really rude.