For Better or For Worse

Chapter 23---Second Year 'Round

Copyright © Rhia Felicitas 2012

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 Mia's P.O.V.

"Are you sure you requested another flight attendant? 'Cause if not, I'll snap your head if I have to." I asked Carson as he came downstairs with his suitcase.

He puts it down and held my waist. "Of course I did..."

I reached for his scarf and pulled him to a kiss. I moaned slightly to tease him. I love it when I tease him. It makes him very uncomfortable.

I'm so mean today.

"Stop moaning..." he begged, his lips are still against mine and I chuckled.

"Just making sure..." I mumbled, pulled away and fixed his scarf.

"Why? Are you jealous, Miss Cordova?"

I yanked his scarf, making him shut up.

"Ow! What?" he rubs his neck.

"Let's make one thing clear. She was flirting with you, and you know how I feel when other girls flirt with my man."

He clicks his tongue and shakes his head a bit. "...selfish."

I hit his arm. "Am not!...what's mine is mine."

"That is what I call selfish."

"It's not!" ugh. Teasing me back, huh? "Okay...you asked for it." I got my IPhone and began to enter someone's number.

"What the--"

"Hey, Dylan! How are you?"

"Hi, Mia. Doin' great. How about you?" I heard Dylan at the other line. I can see Carson's brows furrowed and his look was confused. I flashed him a smirk.

"I'm...okay. Listen, can you do me a favor?" I took one step and rotated a bit, but I can still see Carson. His hands on his waist, giving me a death glare.

"Uh, sure. Are you okay, Mia?" hm. He suspects something.

"Fine! Just peachy. Listen, Dylan, do me a favor and phone up my jet. I gave you my pilot's contact details right?"

"Yeah--"

I felt my phone pulled and Carson held it by his ear.

"Hey, Dylan. Look, cancel what she said. Everything's fine here, she's just being a green-eyed monster right now."

WHAT?!

Oh no you didn't!

I rolled my eyes and scoffed at Carson. He continued on to talk to Dylan and I was becoming impatient. I went to the kitchen and got myself a glass. I opened the fridge and got a pitcher of water and poured some into my glass.

I put my earphones on and, hm. What's up with my IPod today? 'Love Me Tender' was playing. I just shook my head.

I can't believe that I'm almost halfway through it already, Carson hasn't stop talking to Dylan. I just shrugged it off, leaned back on the counter top facing the garden, and drank my cold glass of water in peace.

Great. It's on repeat.

I began to think. Classes are next, next week and we have to enroll again, but my schedule right now is a hundred percent loaded! As soon as we get home today, there is no time for relaxing. I have to start checking the progress on my 18th birthday.