Loving Olivia

Chapter One

Warning: first couple of chapters are extremely horrible. It gets better, trust me :)

"Livie! Wake up! It's your birthday!" Brooke and Emma sing, jumping up and down on my bed. It's too early for thus shit.

"Get off of me NOW!" I roll over and place a pillow on my head. I just want to sleep. That's all I freaking want to do. The headache I have right now is killer. Going to Scott's party last night was a stupid mistake.

"Her and Ally both are complete assholes when they're hung over." Brooke mumbles.

"Takes one to know one." I return, raising up and downing the aspirin Emma hands me.

"Get up and get dressed birthday girl. I'm taking you to school." Brooke says as she spins around in my desk chair.

"Why?" I get up and give her a questioning look.

"Because I said so. So hurry up and take a shower. I don't have all day." She returns.

30 minutes later I'm dressed in a rose gold wavy shirt and a pair of white ripped jeans with my white converse. I let my hair fall in loose golden curls down my back. I pair my outfit with a golden bracelet and the diamond necklace I always wear.

I quickly grab my phone and head towards the stairs. As I make my way down them, I can already smell the coffee awaiting me.

"There's my baby girl!" Mom exclaims as she wraps me up in a rib-crushing hug. I laugh and peel her away from me.

"I can't believe my baby is 17 today. Gosh I'm getting so old." She complains, whipping her blonde hair up into a ponytail.

I started kindergarten when I was four, so that's why I'm a senior at Cambridge High.

"Where's Ally and Emma?" I ask as I take a piece of toast. They were just here.

"They had early classes today." Brooke pipes up from behind me.

"And you don't?" She shakes her head. All of my sisters attend UCLA, even though it's about an hour drive from Tyler, and that's if you're lucky. Ally is 21, Emma is 20, and Brooke is 19.

"I got caught up so I could do some stuff today."

"Listen Olivia, I have to leave at around two today sweetheart. I'm so sorry I'll be missing your birthday, but I couldn't get off." Of course she has to work. It wouldn't be a normal day of she didn't.

My mom owns a multi-million dollar clothing line, and that means she travels alot. Even when she is home she's working.

"That's fine mom." I mutter. "Brooke are you ready?"

My mom walks over to me. Her blue eyes scan my green ones.

"Liv honey I can't help it. You know that." Yeah I do. It doesn't make anything better.

"I know mom. I know. I have to get to school. Love you." Brooke's waiting by the door staring at me. I grab my bag and walk out the door.

"You didn't have to be such a bitch to mom Liv." She says as she climbs into her white Suburban. I ignore her and look out the window. "Liv come on. It's your birthday. Atleast be a little happy." She sees that I'm ignoring her and she stops trying for a couple minutes. It didn't last long though.