The thing is with time. We're always complaining about it. We have too much, We don't have enough, Wish it would stand still, It needs to speed up. We're never satisfied. Why is this? Why can we never be happy with the way things are?
Mia. My name is Mia. 19 years old and funnily enough- I don't know what I want to do when I'm older and I think that it's okay. I mean do I really have to know what I want to be at this age? I already know your answer. 'It isn't a necessity but I would recommend it to prevent a midlife crisis or ending up in a line of work you don't want to be part of'. Not that you care really do you? Rhetorical question. Of course you don't. I like to live my life in the now- taking as many opportunities as I can before time runs out.
"M!" My mothers voice echoes throughout the house opening my eyes and I guess that means no more napping for me. "Mia!" rolling my eyes I slowly get out of my bed. "Yes mum, I'm coming." after replying I trudge my way out of my room and down the stairs, I spot my mum in front of the mirror next to the front door, obviously I catch her eye "your dad is on his way over to collect Alec and Emma" she turns to face me "if you want to go with him then go, if not- there is leftover pizza in the oven, I should be back before 9 and Tom should be getting back around 6ish. Call me if there's any problems" she kisses my cheek and walks into the living room to kiss the others goodbye. "Love you all, and you two be good for your dad." With that, she's out the door. Let me introduce you to my family.
My mother- Aubrey, 40 years old, works in banking, fairly tall thick black hair and blue eyes. Also incredibly pale. Her boyfriend, my 'stepdad' Tom. 46, owns his own business, divorced a little bit of a beer belly he has another child from his previous marriage. Boy, 7 years old his name is James, but I don't see him that often because i'm not in the house a lot. My two siblings Alec and Emma, 8 and 2. Alec has dirty blonde hair with a cheeky smile and Emma has brown eyes like me and dad, she also has platinum blonde little curls. They are the sweetest kids and I'm not just saying that because they're my siblings. They really are the sweetest kids and so full of life. And finally my father, Joey, him and my mum have been separated for a year and a half due to falling out of love, He's 42, very in shape as he is a regular at the gym, brown hair, same as me and he has a slight beard and tattoos. He is a veterinarian. I get along with my dad quite well, but I just wish that he could make more of an effort- he never really calls anymore to talk to us, the only time we see him is when he comes on weekends to get the kids. I don't really stay at his due to the small amount of space in his flat.
"Mia Mia!" I see Alec running towards me.
"Yes?" bending down to his level. "What time is daddy getting here for because I want McDonalds" he starts jumping up and down. "Alec" I chuckled "Daddy will get here when he gets here okay? Just be patient." He starts to sulk at me and turns around to head into the living room.
About half hour later, my dad shows up at the door.
"DADDY!" Alec runs into his arms with Emma toddling behind. Dad wrapped his arms around them both.
"Hi kids!" He smiles down at them- sending them off to grab their stuff, he turns to me "are you coming this weekend or staying here?" "I'm going to stay here I think. You know how I feel about the lack of space at yours" I chuckle. He gives me a small laugh "I do wish you would come over more often. I'd love to spend more time with my first born" now I'm starting to feel guilty. "Wait here, I need to pack a bag for the weekend" dads smile gets bigger "I'll be waiting right here."
I run up the stairs and hunt around my room to find my things to take with me: Clothes, Shoes, Make Up, Chargers and Hair things. I'm ready.
"M. You coming?" Dad shouts from downstairs "coming!" I run downstairs and it looks like they're all in the car. Looks like I'm locking up. I make my way to dads car he gets into the drivers seat and we're off "Alec says he wants to go to McDonalds so I think we'll head there first. Only through the drive thru, do you want anything?" I give him my order as we're pulling into McDonalds car park, we receive our food then head straight to dads. The journey was filled with mumbles from the back seat and dad making small talk with me every now and then just saying he's missed spending time with me.
We pull into his buildings car park "I have a surprise for you" okay then? "What is it?" "A surprise so I'm not telling you, you'll have to wait and see" this man is ridiculous! "Fine. Have it your way" I storm off to the lifts. Dad trails behind holding onto Alec's hand and carrying Emma "8th floor" 8th floor? He lives on 12th. Strange. We get out on the 8th floor and dad pulls out a key. "Surprise! I moved about 3 weeks ago to a bigger flat! You have your own room here now" this is great! "Oh my god! Dad this is amazing! Thank you" he smiles at me and puts the key in the door waiting for it to open and I can already see how much bigger this place is due to the hallway and what looks to be like a very big kitchen/dining room area at the end. The walls are covered in white and grey patterned wallpaper and the carpets a light beige. "Mia, come here." Dad is standing outside the room which is across from the living room, next to the kitchen "this is your room" he opens the door and I'm gobsmacked. It's beautiful- white walls and hardwood floors, double bed with white bedding pushed up against the window- just how I like it, fairy lights going around the frames and my favourite part, fairy lights on the ceiling over the bed with netting to cover them slightly.
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"Dad I love it. Thank you!" I pull him in for a hug and run into the room and launch myself onto the bed. After sorting out the important things like the wifi password and eating McDonalds- dad ask me to go down to the post room to collect any mail he might have as he forgotten to do it this morning. So I do, and when I get in there I spot someone else. And may I say, I don't think I have ever seen a more attractive person than this guy- He had brown hair that had been slicked down a lit but now seemed a little roughed up and he was wearing a vest and sweat pants, his muscles were defined but not too defined, he had a sleeve tattoo going up one arm and I could see some on his chest and back as well. Then his eyes- they were like a hazelly green and my god! He is just beautiful! And I am still staring at him. Well shit. He turns fully around to face me.
"Not meaning to sound rude but I don't really think it's polite to stare at someone" when they are as good looking as you I think theres an exception- is what I am thinking.
"Sorry I didn't mean to stare but you're obviously rather attractive so I mean can I really be blamed?" Mystery man just laughs at me.
"You're very straight forward aren't you?" "Nope I'm just incredibly awkward and couldn't think of any other way to pass off staring at you other than the truth, sorry if I freaked you out there, it seriously wasn't my intention" he just laughed at me.
"Well I may as well learn your name now, you owe me at least that don't you" a smirk was set upon his face. I just smiled at him. "Mia. My name is Mia."
"Nice to meet you Mia. I'm Ethan" smiling once again. "Well I better get the mail or dad will wonder where I am but it was very nice to meet you Ethan." "You too Mia." I got the mail and left the post room. I am completely starstruck!
