CHAPTER ONE
So Dad had basically forced me to go out with him and Mom for dinner tonight at Olive Garden.
I honestly wondered if they thought that my life was that pathetic where the idea of me, a sophomore, spending Friday night with them at a restaurant was even remotely beneficial to me.
Luckily for them (and me, I might add), Rhonda, my acutely bipolar, homo-loving and super charismatic best friend was PMSing and I wanted to be nowhere near her at that point.
Last time we argued the bitc