It's a story about a teen who saw the word "love" as something cringe. Quite the Anti-romantic. She knew nothing much about it but she wasn't going to waste her time anyways. Until.....Love happened and she had to learn it the hard way.
Chapter 1 NEVER-ENDING QUESTIONS.
Carelessly I would utter words of disgust, because you know! "Love is wack and cringe!". I was never one to discourage people about it though, I was just never moved by it. "It makes people stupid" I said, "it makes them do things they wouldn't normally do" I said, "it's just time wasting" I said. But they weren't all lies though, I just had no experience to back it up with at that time.
Sorry! I must have forgotten! Hi I'm Alicia, a dancer, foodie and a certified gangster! But I can't help but wonder....... I'm not so much of a gangster right now, am I?
Do gangsters cry until they find it hard to breathe? When they try to gasp for air but only end up hitting their chest? When they do nothing but think till their head hurts while questioning a lot of things like "Why was this person sent into my life only to leave?", "Why did I go against my principles just to let my heart get shattered?" "Why did I have to learn to love when I wasn't going to be allowed to love anyway?" IT HURTS? It definitely does! Very very much. It stings.