I search him on Facebook. I type, 'Mitch Gabe', and a lot of results popped out. I scrolled down until I found a peculiar profile picture.
A guy doing a front flip.
That must be him. He does Parkour, so there's no doubt that's his. I click the account and it directs right into his profile.
I scroll down his timeline, and I saw that he shares a lot of funny stuff. Then I saw a status. . .
Mitch Gabe
Battling with your inner self. . . It's kinda cute.
Like-Comment-Share. 53 minutes ago.
53 minutes ago? Does this mean, he might still be online? A spark of hope ignited in me. Wait, what? Why am I excited about this? I don't like him.
"Yet." My inner self butts in and cocks an eyebrow at me.
"What do you mean, yet?" I snapped at her.
"It's obvious, stupid. You're already falling for him. I'm inside of you, and I can see it coming." She chins up and smirks. I mentally roll my eyes at her.
She may be right. And she is really inside of me, she could probably see my every thought and feeling. Lucky b-word.
"You know I can hear you, right?" She speaks once again. I groan and shake my head, hoping there would be an earthquake where she stands at the moment.
I continue to scroll down and see a picture that caught my eye. Mitch with a girl, he's wearing brown aviators and it triples his charm. But, I felt a bit down with the girl beside him. I clicked on the picture and looked at who tagged him. I slowly realized that the picture was from Mitch's sister. Well, now I'm informed that he has a sister. And I feel bad about being jealous of his sister.
Now, I am thinking on whether I should add him or not. We're not even that close. One point for Not. But, he bought me another ice cream when he made me drop the other. One point for Add him and another point for Not. Where's your inner self when you need them?
"Present!" Devilina pops up in a cheerleading outfit. Yes, I now named her Devilina for her devilish ways.
"Help me make a decision." I told her and she rubs her chin like she was thinking and then she faces me and wiggles her eyebrows.
"Hmm. . ." She ponders for a while while tapping her chin. "No." then she mischievously grins.
I hang my mouth slightly ajar. Seriously? You're going to have to act stubborn right now? Of all times?
I just decided to not think and clicked "Add Friend". It loaded and showed a buffering sign, then the worst scenario had to happen.
The electricity was out.
I groaned loudly and slammed my hand on the desk. I looked at the ceiling, and it was pitch dark. Then, all realizations shot through me. I added Mitch on Facebook. Did it load? Was he going to accept it? We weren't even close! Ugh, I don't use my mind sometimes. I see Devilina nod with her eyes closed while smiling.
Suddenly, my phone lit up, adding light to the room. My mom texted me from downstairs.
Get a flashlight and come slowly downstairs.
I replied.
Okay.
I used my phone as a temporary source of light to find the flashlight from my closet. I dig through the boxes in my closet and finally found the flashlight. I stuffed my phone back in my pocket and proceeded to go downstairs.
I hear my family's voices and saw them lighten up with candles. Faith's face was in a grump and she folds her arms roughly. I look at mom to know why she's currently like that, then she looked at the TV with her eyes. And I instantly knew what's her mood all about. She was watching My Little Pony when the blackout happened. I totally feel you, sis.
Then all regret flowed through me when I remembered what I did. Oh my golly, I added him. He might think I'm too clingy or-or he might think different of me. Ah! Stupid Grace. I mentally slap myself. Maybe my mother noticed that I was not moving and my eyes are closed, because she got closer from before. She touches my shoulder.
"Hey, You okay?" My mom asks me, anxiety devours her face.
"Yeah. Just disappointed with this blackout." I sighed.
"I know. Let's just eat our dinner, shall we?" My mom says and I nod. We ate our dinner by candle light. Pretty romantic for a blackout, eh?
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The next day went awkwardly normal; Isabelle and I talked, We hanged-out with our friends, just like every normal day at school.
I avoided David the whole day. Although he just acts like nothing happened. My blood boils everytime I see him. I just resisted my strong urge to punch or slap him on his well-made face. Damn him and his good looks.
But, there is also another weird thing today. And this type didn't make my blood boil or make me want to slap him. He made me flush and get self-concious whenever he's around. This guy made me remember what stupidity I did last night.
This guy is named Mitch Gabe.
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Isabelle and I are at the comfort room, because Isabelle's washing her hands after we did Dissecting on Science Class. We were currently at Taxonomy. And to tell you this, Isabelle didn't even feel disgusted when she held the frog. While I, on the other half, wanted to puke on the spot if it didn't mean 'Humiliation'.
We were silent while Isabelle washes her hands, I couldn't take the awkward atmosphere so,--being the talkative me,--I broke the silence.
"Hey, Isa." my voice slightly husky. She turns to face me.
"Yeah?" She says wiping her hands with her hanky.
"You know how stupid I can be sometimes, right?" I ask, her face lit up and she nods and gives a thumbs up with a cheeky grin. I punch her in the arm playfully and we laugh like whales.
"So, what's with your stupidity?" She asks after our simultaneous giggling.
"You see, last night-" She cuts me off.
"Wait, is this about a boy?" She asks in her intrigued voice. I nod and I give her a shall-I-continue-face and she chuckles then nods.
"Do you remember the boy who toppled me over and made me throw my ice cream, but bought me another one?" She nods staring at me, listening attentively.
"Well, last night I went to his Facebook profile and I thought about whether I should add him or not. Then, I settled with adding him and when I clicked 'Add Friend'. . ."
Then the bell rang, signaling us to go to class. We went out and thankfully, we already went to our lockers before we went in the comfort room. I rushed to class but Isabelle caught up to me.
"Hey, what happened after you clicked 'Add Friend'?" I could see that she was really interested and her face was hilarious, I suppressed my laughter.
"The electricity went out." I whisper to her and I waved bye to her.
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Author's Note:
So, how's my lovely readers? Miss me?
This week has been happy yet a little traumatic. :(
Questions to Ponder/Answer:
1. What's a good ship name for GracexMitch? Winner gets a dedication.
2. How much do you hate David? From a range of 1-10.
3. Impression on Devilina? :D
(Edited: 04/01/15)
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Just Bad Luck
Teen FictionA story about a girl and a boy who fall in love with each other in a series of big-time blunders with a whole lot of bad luck. (Written at the age of 13. Read at your own risk. *cringes*) Copyright © 2015 itsluigi