The Bad And Infuriating 2 ✅ 2015-2016

6. A normal day in the life of Mia Vegora.

I wake up, check my cellphone and look outside my window. My parents will be home tomorrow. Today it is Saturday. I simply love Saturdays. I take a shower and brush my teeth. Today is a Marathon day. On Netflix and outside. I put on my work out clothes, shoes and put my hair up in a ponytail. I eat a muesli bar and walk out the front door. I put my earphones in and start listening to ABBA. I start running at the end of the street.

I look at the birds and the trees and the houses. Peoole wave and I wave back. Waterloo is playing.

I pick up my pace. It is almost autumn. In three days summer is over, and autumn starts. I should start learning for my SAT's. Or I will fail them. I want a scholarship to Dartmouth. Or to Harvard. Or Yale. No not Yale. Yale sucks. A little voice in my head whispers: "only because Tom's at that college. You can't let him ruin your future anymore." I sigh and tell myself to shut up.

I keep walking until four o' clock in the afternoon. I have been running for almost four whole hours. My legs hurt and I really need a break. I look at the street sign.

I am close to a McDonalds. I don't want to eat there. I walk into the supermarket. I look in the aisle with microwaveble foods. I reach for a packet, I hit someone almost in the eye.

"Oh my, I am so sorry. Really it was my fault."

I turn to face my victim. It is Madeline. She gives me a joyful look. "Oh hello, my dear. Ah don't worry. Why don't you come over tonight? I had fun yesterday."
I scratch my ear. "Uh. No, really I should be going home, I have a lot of cleaning up to do. You know, before my parents come home. And homework and I have to make dinner and a lot of homework. I am sorry. Really. "

I quickly walk away. I walk with my cart to the cereal aisle.
When mum was to lazy to cook, my dad amd mum would go to the store, buy seven different boxes of cereal and we would eat that for dinner. Ah. Good times. I look for the aisle with cleaning supplies. I load them in my cart and walk back to the already prepared meals.

A salad. That will be it for me. Maybe I can bake a cake for mum and dad. I miss my brothers.

I pay the cashier and walk out the store. Pick up my pace and run to the nearest bus station.

"So you run? Cool. I have always wanted too. I missed you. In the library. But I guess after yesterday, things got a bit awkward. Whatever my grandma said; it wasn't true. Can I accompany you, while you are waiting for your bus?" Steven asks me.

"No. I am running home, I will see you tomorrow. Maybe. Sorry. I need to get started with studying for the SAT's. Bye."

I wave and start running. And bumo into someone. I drop my bags. "Oh bullocks. Fudge. Not the eggs! Oh fick me!"

"I'd love to." Out of all people! I have to bump into Tom fucking asshole Ronalds.
I look up. Yup there he is. With his arms around a girl, probably around the fifteen. Gross.
But it also hurts.

"Oh bugger off. Go screw that girl." I don't even bother to pick up that bag. I grab my other grocery bag and start running.

"Mia,wait you forgot a grocery bag. Come back!"

I run to my house. It is now eight o clock. It is already dark outside. I don't bother eating. I run up the stairs to my room and take a long hot shower. I wrap my hair in a towel. Isn't Tom supposed to be at a fratparty?

The doorbell rings. Please don't ring again. I lay down on my bed. Burying my head in my pillow.

There's a pounding on the window. I guess I need to go downstairs. I sigh and walk down the stairs.

I look at the car. I don't regognize it. I open the door. Andrew.

"Hi, I saw you and Tom. Here is the other bag. Don't worry he is a giant dick."

I laugh and grab the bag. "Thank you! Hallelujah the eggs didn't break. Oh you are amazing. I love you."

I give him a hug. He blushes and then walks away. "Bye. And again thanks so so so much! I really appreciate it! Bye!"

I close the door behind me. Put on my 'Fudge You!" Playlist on Spotify and start cleaning the house.
When I take a break, it is already ten o clock. The house is clean. I should bake the cake now. I preheat the oven and get the ingredients out of the refrigerator. I hum along to the music.

The cake is finished in thirty minutes. I start up Netflix and start watching How I Met Your Mother. After finishing an episode, the timer goes off. I get the cake out of the oven and place it on the corner of the kitchen. I pull out a blanket and fall asleep.

When I wake up, it is almost ten o clock in the morning. I look around. It is clean enough. I brush my teeth and cycle on my bike to the library.

"Hello Andrew, did you miss me? I cleaned the house yesterday evening and did all of my chores. So what can I do today, hi Steven?"

Andrew looks up. He is chewing on a pencil. Steven is sitting in a chair and is doing his homework. Andrew climbs over the desk and meets me.

"Nice to see you. I didn't expect you to be here today, so you shoukd go home and do something fun. Bye!"

I cycle back and decide to have a marathon of How I Met Your Mother.

My parents come home, admire my cleaning and cooking and then go straight to bed.

I pack my stuff for the next day and start brushing my teeth. I crawl under my sheets and close my eyes.

- so here is another chapter I am pretty damn happy about this chapter. And yes, that is an actual playlist on Spotify. I made it and listen to it when I feel angry or just need some energetic music.

Cest la vie.

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