"No, no, nooooo," I said as I was crossing off words on a piece of paper that was supposed to make me realise what I was going to do with my life. "Oh God," I said frustrated. Every single job on the list had been crossed off – most of them because I didn't have the qualifications and the rest because I didn't want to do them. I was not going to clean offices all day long then I'd rather be a driving instructor. I had dropped the bomb to my dad that I didn't want to be teaching people how to drive anymore and the weirdest thing was that he had seemed overly happy about it. In fact he wanted to begin teaching again. Retire from your retirement, is that even possible? Apparently covering for me the last few weeks had made him realise that he missed it and that he missed working. I was trying to write a CV describing my qualifications and the person that I am. I was in the worst possible situation ever.
Hello, I'm Milla and I am 27 years old. I don't have a job and I don't have an education and I have no qualifications. I have no intentions of going back to college as I don't know what I want to do exactly. What am I going to do?
"Fuck it!" I said as I crushed the paper in my hand and threw it across the room and into one of the four corners in my living room. I was not exactly the tidiest person that ever lived. Giving up I pulled the chair back and walked into the kitchen to grab a granola bar before heading out of the door. I needed to clear my mind and the best thing I knew was just a five minute walk away from me.
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"Did you go on a date yesterday?" Mouse asked me as I was picking up my clothes from the floor and threw it back on my sweaty body.
"Yeah, I did," I told him as I smiled. I looked at him as I thought I saw a pained reaction on his face and my smile faded.
"With a guy named Dick," the pained reaction on his face was washed away with a smirk. Dick, I know. I should have known just by the name that I should have run in the other direction when he asked me out the first time. I mean come on, Dick! Alone the thought of "dating" a dick made me laugh. My friends have always told me that I have the humour equivalent to that of a thirteen-year-old boy and maybe that was what had shaped me into the woman that I was.
Hello, I'm Milla and I am 27 years old and I have humour equivalent to that of a thirteen-year-old-boy and I date a guy named Dick.
Maybe it was more like triple dick. Dick was a dick with a dick and that is really the only way to put it and still I had said yes to another date with Dick. He was probably acting a huge dick to hide the small one in his pants, or maybe his name really lived up to his manhood. I didn't really know, because I hadn't bedded him yet. I didn't even want to and I didn't know why I had said yes to another date with him. Maybe it was just the name or maybe it was something else, but it definitely wasn't love. I had met Dick on the beach. Apparently that's where I pick up blokes. If you count in the way my parents think I met Mouse. However it was true, I had met Dick at the beach. He was a pommy and he came straight over to me flexing his white muscles while asking me out. How could I say no when he was flexing? Well honestly I was laughing on the inside; however I still agreed to go on a date. Dick was a talker and I knew that when I had managed to finish my meal without saying much except from nodding and the occasionally "really?". I actually managed to get away with the fact that I didn't give a shit about what he was talking about; which was mainly his own self. So again why the hell did I agree to go on another date? Well probably because I still hadn't learnt to say no at the right time.
"So how was he?" Mouse asked.
"A dick," I replied and Mouse burst with laughter. Dick was boring, irritating and uninteresting and if he was any more of a dick he would be a total dick.
"I can't believe you went out with someone called Dick,"
"I'm sleeping with a mouse," I said as I sat down in the bed next to him fully dressed. He was still naked and his bare torso made me want him to rip my clothes off again.
"Oi," Mouse said and tackled me on the bed. He sat on top of me tickling me; making me scream with laughter and kicking my legs. "Says the fox."
"Stooooop iiiiitttt," I cried out.
Hello, I'm Milla and I am 27 years old and I have casual sex with someone called Mouse.
So what kind of person am I really?
I am a woman in her late twenties, with no qualification, no education and no intentions of getting one. I have the same humour as a thirteen-year-old boy. I sleep with someone called Mouse and I date someone called Dick.
Mouse stopped tickling me and lifted himself off my body and picked up his shorts from the floor.
"I'm going on another date with him," I don't know why I told Mouse, he probably didn't even care, but on the other hand he had been the one starting the conversation. "How the hell did you even know?"
"I have my connections," He said and smiled as he hid his bare chest away under a shirt. I frowned silently. I think looking at his bare chest had become a passion for me. I was so passionate about it that I could do it all day long and when I was not doing it I was thinking about doing it.
"Why are you going out with him if he's a dick?"
"He's not that bad," I lied. In fact he was much worse but I didn't want to let Mouse know. Maybe in reality I was trying to see how he would react and it seemed like his reaction was somewhat blank. I knew I would be jealous if he was seeing someone else. Not because I was in love with him, but because I didn't want this to stop. And I kind of liked knowing he was only sleeping with me. But for how long it would last no one knew. But nothing lasts forever.
"I don't believe you,"
"Then don't,"
"When are you going out with him?"
"Tomorrow for lunch,"
"Where is he taking you?"
"Jeez, what is it with all the questions? You sound like my dad." I said getting slightly annoyed. Why did he even bother? "Bronte Belo,"
"Okay," Mouse said not asking any more questions. After that I left Mouse's house. The tension had become slightly awkward and I just didn't want to hang around anymore. Instead I drove to Iris Rose's house. I needed some girl talk and banter and she was the perfect person for that. I hadn't seen her much lately because I had been too busy jumping at Mouse at every opportunity I had and I hadn't wanted to leave my house in case he would come and knock at my door. I loved the way we were doing things. Sometimes we would just show up at each other's houses and if someone was home we would hit jackpot. It was exciting. One day I had dressed in only my underwear and a coat and when I came to his house he invited me in only to discover he had a few friends over. I was wearing my coat the whole evening earning smirks from Mouse from time to time and when Beardy and Luke had finally left things had been going wild.
*****
"How's it going with you and Mouse?" Jake asked as I dropped down on the couch next to him with a frustrated sign.
"He annoys me," I said blankly. Jake just laughed at my remark but Iris Rose wouldn't let it go.
"Why is he annoying you?" She asked concerned. Okay, she knew the truth, but Jake didn't so she had to play along and I think she enjoyed that a lot more than one should.
"He's just being a dick," I didn't really know if I was actually talking about Dick or Mouse at this point, but I was slightly annoyed at both of them. I had feared that Iris Rose wouldn't be able to keep the secret but for now it seemed like she hadn't told Jake about it. Or maybe he was just good at playing alone. Maybe everyone was actually just pretending that they didn't know and let us have the trouble of pretending the whole time.
"Did he do something?"
"No, not really. Maybe it's just not working," I told them. I wanted Mouse to text me and tell me he was sorry. But he was never going to do that, and most likely because he didn't really do anything wrong. I didn't want a relationship, but maybe a part of me wanted a part of a relationship or just the illusion of something that was real.
"Come on, don't say that. You suit each other," I nearly laughed at her words. Well in some matter we suited each other very well. But the truth was, I hardly knew him, because we didn't really talk about the deep stuff. We talked about the sexy stuff; the interesting stuff, if we did talk. "Don't they suit each other Jake?" Iris Rose asked Jake as she looked at him intensely. They suited each other!
"Yeah," Jake said probably not even listening anymore as he was watching a football match on the television.
"JAKE," Iris Rose said as she hit him across his chest. He turned his head.
"Yeah?"
"Don't they suit each other?" She asked again.
"Yeah, they do," Jake said and once again he fixed his eyes on the screen. Iris Rose sighed frustrated.
"Jake's also a dick sometimes," She said. But she still had a smile on her face. "See, it doesn't mean it won't work," I shook my head at her with a smile on my face. After another hour spent on their couch eating ice cream and listening to Iris Rose talk about so many things that I hardly remembered any I returned back to my happy home, or not. Being pregnant really suited her. I knew she had had a tough upbringing and beginning in life, but everything was turning for the better for her now. She had become such an outstanding and happy person compared to when I first met her. It amazed me how much you could actually grow by changing things in life. Maybe I just needed to change a few things in my life and I could become as content as she seemed to be.
Hi, I'm Milla Fox. I am a positive and happy woman in my late twenties. I am not afraid of taking a leap into new things and a lot of knowledge I have gained from learning-by-doing. I am a very cultural person due to having done a lot of travelling work (I've seen a lot of beaches and airports, that counts I think). I am used to working in a fast-paced environment (driving cars was considering fast, right?) and I am committed to my work (when photographers tell you to do something you just do it). I have great communication skills, both verbal and non-verbal (not listening to people and still get away with it must count as good). I am looking for a new opportunity that will challenge me and help my career grow as well as myself personally.
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