My One & Only

Chapter 3

     Had a very long day. As usual I went to gym and then changed at Angela's and went to school,followed by my dance class, and here I am my sweet home. I had planed my routine since I didn't have much to do I was going to relax.

My relaxation means to spoil myself. I order pizza and my movie mood on.

"Bye Angela" I said dropping here at her place. " Tomorrow we have no college,so?" she was expecting a commitment to what we had planned and she gave me an 'complete-the-following look' with one side raised eyebrows "Yeah so I go to the gym and complete my dance and by 13hr00 we will leave for Malibu for prom shopping, come-on I won't forget and ditch you " I responded to her throwing my hands up and a slight band on the steering wheel. 

" Well it's you Kris can't say anything. I'm sure your forget something even right now but since you haven't told me to remind me anything I don't know it either."

Well I guess she is right, I guess I'm forgetting something but I don't think it's important or may be it is. Ugggghhhhhhh my memory issue will never resolve.

"I guess not or may be. I'll figure it out later anyways, bye have a sweet night we have a long day tomorrow" I pushed my self out from the window to give her a hug.

"Bye Kris. See you tomorrow we'll dont worry I'll come over tomorrow before gym in case you forget"

She left. I waited for her till she reaches her front door she turned around and waved back and I began to drive home. 

"HOME SWEET HOME" there was silence in my house just like always. I began to jump around I had my head phones on and was humming to the song and dancing to the beat.

I then realised my home is a hot mess. Disappointment and embarrassment where two things that came in my mind seeing my room. 

" I guess no movie night it's just cleaning my house today.  Or may be once I'm done I CAN WATCH A MOVIE"

I decide to change first and then I ran to the store room where I kept my vacuum and my mob to clean I connected my phone to the speaker and on high volume I awaken my inner Beyonce and began to dance and clean my house.

" MIDDLE FINGER UP PUT YOUR HANDS HIGH. WAVE IT IN HIS FACE TELL THE BOY BYE" dance on sorry and I finished dusting my shelves and now it was vacuums turn and this time I left my inner lady gaga out.

"IT WASNT LOVE, IT WASNT LOVE. IT WAS A PERFECT ILLUSION (PERFECT ILLUSION" I am a good back vocalist as well after few song of lady gaga and Beyonce I was done with vacuuming as well now it's time to mob.

Why I like mobbing? Firstly it acts like my mic stand which can move easily and secondly I can sing sad song and it fits perfectly, like you sweeping the floor with full emotion and dedication and u have a mic stand as well.

"YOU GIVING ME A MILLION REASON TO LET YOU GO. YOU GIVING ME A MILLION REASON TO QUIT THE SHOW.  YOU GIVING ME A MILLION REASON,GIVE ME MILLION REASON, GIVING ME A MILLION REASON ABOUT A MILLION REASON......" damn like this song is like everything all emotion of angry,frustration,love etc and helps me mob so well.

"I BOW DOWN TO PRAY. I TRY TO MAKE THE WORST SEEM BETTER.  LORD, SHOW ME THE WAY TO CUT THROUGH ALL HIS WORN OUT LEATHER. I'VE GOT A HUNDRED MILLION REASONS TO WALK AWAYYYYYY" so I am right now yelling on top of my voice, used my mob as a guitar, finished mobbing my house and now only thing is left is my signature step.

"BUT BABY I JUST NEED ONE GOOD ONE TO STAY" down on my knees, looking at the ceiling on my apartment pretending that I just gave a hit performance and bowing in front of empty couches, thanking imaginary audience and I'm done.