The New Guy

Chapter 11- Kyle, Meet Leah

     Leah is in the header and I cannot even fathom how gorgeous that little girl is. She's like slaying my life and it's not fair. Ok, I'm jealous. Don't judge.
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     MIA'S POV

     It is the day before Christmas Eve and I felt like this year would be just the same as all the other years. Lonely, with just me and my little sister. My sorry excuse for a father always made sure he took business trips on the holidays so he didn't have to face his family. I told you he was a coward, believe me now?

     Leah and I always spent the holidays together. We were either baking, listening to holiday music, making decorations; anything festive, really. But, I had been a little distracted by my friends and whatever Kyle was to me.

     We weren't dating that for sure. But I knew that I was attracted to him. Then, there was the kiss...

    But we weren't classified or labeled by anything. It's just more... contact? Relationships really do confuse me. I've only had one other real relationship. You know, not the 6th grade kind where you say, "I love you"  after two days?

     That one actual relationship was with a boy named, Brandon Smith. It was in 9th grade and we dated for a year. We ended things when he began taking classes over seas. Don't ask me how he did that, he was the brightest star in the sky, if you know what I mean.

     Sure, he was sweet. But there was no doubt in my mind that I was the boss of that relationship. The poor guy acted like he was afraid of my every move. Granted, I am I bit of a bitch sometimes, but you can stand up for yourself to an extent. But don't go overboard. I will hit a bitch.

     Anyways, Kyle and I just confused me. He truly was no good for me, but he said he was trying to change. Did that mean he would commit? Did he just want to use me? Was he playing some sort of game? Maybe he was going to do me like Jase did Mo... Well if he did that he'd be going through hell about 10 times worse than Jase did. I made up that plan and I can come up with another one.

     But, what if he really was genuine? What if he wanted to be with me? SEE I'M CONFUSED.

     I am beginning to become a wreck and the only thing I've done was kissed the boy once. Get it together, Mi. Im like a hormonal raging teenager.

     Oh, wait...

     I am pulled  from my unreasonable thoughts, by my sister tugging at my sleeve.

     "Mi! Daddy bought cookie mix for us! Isn't he sweet?" Leah's crystal blue eyes danced with joy and they were bright with eagerness.

     I'm not  going to crush her happiness by telling her I bought the cookie mix for us to make treats, so I just plastered on a fake smile. "The sweetest. Now, go wash your hands so we can get them started."

     She skipped off to the kitchen and began to wash her hands, as I throw my long blonde hair up into a quick messy bun. When I'm about to follow her into the kitchen, theres a loud ringing.

     I make my way to the door to answer it, expecting it to be carolers or something. No one visits my house, even during the holidays. My father has pushed our whole family away so now we spend our time in the solitude of our immediate family. And by family, I mean Leah and I.

     I twist the door knob and the sight that greets me, takes me aback. Messy dark hair and dark tan skin faces me. His eyes are a deep green but has a bit of  yellow in them today. He wears a grey fitted t-shirt that hugs all of the right places and some black jeans. He wears a pearly white smile, which is nicer than his signature scowl.