'So, Mia. Or do you want me to call you something like Mimi?' The boy asked with a chuckle in his voice. I found out soon after I had approached him the he was called William, that he was eighteen years old as I had guessed and he has been living here for four years now.
'No need for that' I chortled 'Mia is fine by me, nobody has every bothered calling me anything different,' I missed out the fact that my mum has her own special way of addressing me but that would ruin any hopes of a relationship together and secondly it is just ridiculously embarrassing! Moving on from that, if you took a photo of me and William right now it would be a very picturesque scene, girl and boy standing together on a beach with the sun just starting to rise behind them. Not quite holding hands, but it's only a matter of time until something majestic will happen... I hope that is.
'Hey Mimi... I mean Mia, why don't you come back to my place for a bit?' He asked. Making me jump for not the first time today. I noticed the corner of his mouth turned up which made me wonder what plans he had installed for me. William's hand fumbled at my own as he tried to get a grasp of my now ridiculously sweaty palm. This was making my heart rate go up faster and faster. I chanced a glance up at him praying that he couldn't hear my heart pounding in my chest. After a lot of awkward hand holding, stealing glances and then blushing sessions we made are way up to Williams beach hut.
The hut itself stopped me in my tracks before I even entered. I could tell that a lot of hard work had been put in to making it, worn painted timber slabs made up the walls. With a slightly glossed finish over it all made the white paint even brighter. A pretty grey tiled roof was designed just right so it blended into the dazzling beach scene behind it. The reason for this was so that the intricate hand painted flowers bordering the doors and windows could stand out in the glory they deserved as they twisted their way around themselves creating a border. As we climbed up a few rickety steps and approached the white, shuttered door William did something very unexpected. 'Mia, you realise I loved you before you had even approached me' he said in a seductive tone as he leaned up to me and pecked me on the cheek. This made the world stop spinning for a second- I had never been kissed anywhere by a boy before. He must have realised that as the dumbfounded expression on my face gave away everything.
'In we go' he remarked with a cheerful tinge to his voice, the boy rummaged around in his trunks pocket looking for the keys. At this I had to stifle a giggle, he glared at me.
Then he abruptly erupted into laughter. 'I had you for a minute!' he teased.
Inside the hut was very homely with cosy furnishings which is what I would expect from a cute little beach hut.
'Is anyone home?' I asked curiously.
'Na, we will be alright,' he replied 'not that we're getting up to any thing too serious' he added, smirking. We headed up to his room. Not surprisingly it was quite messy since William is a boy. An unmade bed, an open wardrobe, an untidy desk and posters of I presume famous surfers filled up his tiny room. The boy pushed some clothes to the side of the brown single bed, plonked himself down and patted the space next to him like I was an animal or something. 'Enough about me now let's talk about you' he said to me with a sing-song tone in his voice as I perched on the edge of his bed which reminded me of a famous song even though the lyrics are slightly different.
After I had finished explaining a very brief summary of my life history I exhaled deeply in relief. I had many secrets I wanted to share with this... no my galaxy stunning, surfer boy with his cozy home and his peculiar dress sense. All of this only I, the crazy Mia would love but it's way too early days yet to spill the beans. Besides if I told or showed him some of my secrets I would of scared him off right away. I at least want to get a tiny bit of a relationship going with my starry eyed William before my world turns upside down again for the one thousandth time in my short broken little life. Not that I like to bury myself in my own pity or anything,
Sorry I haven't written anything in this book- I didn't know if people liked it or not. I was very bored this morning though so I decided to write another awful chapter in it... sorry 🙄. Comment what things I should do or even add to my chapters to make my books slightly more acceptable than the failures they are so that they are mildly interesting.
