Taming Mia

The night air was chilly and I left my jacket at home so all I could do was walk home and pray that I don't freeze my ass off. As I made my way home I couldn't stop but think about my boyfriend who had gone through so much trouble in throwing me a party...He was so wonderful and sweet. I love him so dearly but I couldnt help but notice that there was always something missing between us .....I mean yes, he was a awesome cook and he always did things for me even when I asked him not to, but it just seemed like ...idk, just like he was more of a brother or best friend rather than a boyfriend.When I finally realized I was on my street I shook off the feeling of loneliness and made my way to my front porch where stood the one and only, my parents.

The second I reached them I was suddently going through a storm of questions that needed to be answered like"where have you been, you said you would be home 3 hours ago, and where in the world is your sweater" I swear I could of just ran by them at that moment considering I was in no mood to talk right now..but, I thought about it and decided to sit through the torture. After what seemed like hours of complaining.

I was headed for my room so I could finally get some sleep. As I was sleeping I dreamt of a boy with beautiful green eyes,black long hair and a fair amount of muscles holding me as if I were his life...as if we were long lost soulmates who finally came together...the last thing I can remember is his smile and how his eyes lingered on me with such love and passion and then I slipped into a coma of sleep.

At around 8:00 my cell phone started ringing. When I answered, it was my friend Jackie going through  her daily complaints and all I could do was listen...after her 30th complaint on how life was unfair I started slowly opening and closing my eyes signaling it was time for me to go to bed,I stopped Jackie in the middle of her complaints and told her I had to go. She cheerfully said ok but there was a tiny hint of sadness in her voice.

When I  woke up the next morning I didn't feel up to going to school but then I remembered Leo which made me think; was yesterday a dream,was he actually real,and did he actually talk to me?...When I parked my car at school I quickly grabbed my books and headed to english,the class I hated most.....until Bryan got there of course.

I sat in class thinking and thinking about my dream. What should I say to him if he ever decides to talk to me again..Why am I so stressed on this dream..Just breathe I have a boyfriend who loves me to death and thats all thats to it. The bell finally rang after what seemed like hours of daydreaming. I ran down the hallway to my next class only to trip on the janitors cart and fall face first onto the ground. It was so humiliating ,hearing evrybody around you laughing as if there was no tomorrow ,practically on the floor rolling over in histerics. An angelic voice asked me if I needed help getting up ..That voice seemed so familiar and then it hit me, it was him !

     The next day I woke up to my alarm playing Whip my Hair by Willow Smith and grudgily got up to get ready for school. I pulled on my favorite skinny jeans and my old worn out t-shirt,grabbed my backpack,grabbed a quick poptart and headed out the door to happily see my Buggy waiting for me in the driveway.By the time I started the engine and got the car heated up I only had 10 minutes to get to school so i did what any other girl would have done.

I reversed down the driveway , punched the gas pedal as hard as I could and started my way to school. When I got there I only had about 5 minutes left until the bell rang so I grabbed my backpack and started jogging toward my 1st period class....english:p......I hated english of all classes mainly because Kim was there ,Kim is the head cheerleader who thinks shes all that because her dad is rich and she dose'nt have to move a precious little finger when daddys around.