Little Ms Clumsalot

Bella

Bella's pov

"Ooof!"

"Dang it...." I mummered rubbing my butt. I just had to bang into someone the moment I wake up.

"Damn Belle! Can you be more careful? You are as ladylike as a thug can ever be." Mikey grumbles rubbing his butt too.

"Sorry Mikey...." I pouted. "You know you always win if you do that" Mikey said amusingly. I smirked, "Of course!" Mikey rolled his brown eyes, shaking his head.

You must be wondering whats happening?! Well, I dont really know either. All I knew was that I woke up jumping out of bed and crashing into Mikey who I had no idea when he came in.... OMG IM LATE! So thats why I jumped out of the bed....

"MIKEY! GET OUT OF MY ROOM! IM LATE!!" I shouted urgently to Mikey and tried to push the block of muscle out of my room. Dang he is not even moving an inch... and why is he smirking? Unless...

"YOU PIECE OF PEEP PEEP! HOW DARE YOU SCARE ME LIKE THAT?! URGH... JUST YOU WAIT..." I shouted at Mikey, frustrated at his sheer ignorance of my panicked state. "How many times have you fell for my trick? Geez... its already the 51th time!" Mikey amused. I cant believe he counted..

Yes, he tuned my clock to 8.50am when my interview starts at 9am. Such asshat isnt he?

Today is my first interview with the manager of the PECRUZ CO. since I graduated from university... which was last week... hmm... time really flies...

After Mikey decided to leave during my inner dialogue, I rushed into the toilet, did what I needed to do, and rushed straight to the problematic area: the closet. I have absolutely nothing to wear! Oh no... this is terrible....

"Hey Belle! I put your outfit on your bed! Your welcome you fool" Mikey shouted from downstairs. That, my friend, is why he is my best friend. "LIFE SAVIOUR MIKEY! THANKS MANY MANY!" I shouted back, ignoring the insult he threw at me.

The outfit he chose was simple. Monochrome. My style. Plain white blouse, black A-line pencil skirt which is stretchy thank god, a dark grey woolen cardigan and finally a pair of cute ballet flats. Slightly girlish, I know, but hey! Im not complaining.

"BELLA! TIME FOR BREAKFAST!" Mom called for me. Yum... I wonder whats for breakfast! Is it.... thick fluffy pancakes topped off with some sweet smooth maple syrup? Or maybe... sizzling hot and juicy bacon strips? OMG I CANT WAIT!

"What the...." I paused my stride, looking at Mikey in shock and disbelieve. HE ATE ALL MY PANCAKES! I slowly narrowed my eyes, taking one step at a time towards him, cracking my knuckles trying to intimidate him.

Apparently it worked because "IM SO SORRY DONT KILL ME!!!! IM HUNGRY TOO YOU KNOW! MOM MAKES THE BEST PANCAKES IN THE WORLD!! I WILL BUY FOR YOU SOME LATER!! SPARE MY LIFE O MIGHTY ONE!" Mikey exclaimed dramatically, bowed down to me deeply.

Satisfied, I smirked at him and played along, "O peasant, the Mighty one will spare your lowly life if you get me my pancakes now." Suddenly, he leaped up to me, looking down at me from his 185cm height and said bewilderedly, "Peasant?! Lowly life?! Excuse you, you are the lowly life here, with only 30mins before your interview starts!"

"Me?! Im the lowly life?! You-" I paused my sentence halfway, "WHAT?! 30MINS?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?" I dropped my jaw, feeling it hit the ground so hard that I think my chin isnt round anymore, but square. My parents, who I totally forgot about, was smiling amused at our actions, and gestured Mikey to drop me off. Such caring parents dont you think? HAHAHA not. Jk!

Anyways..."Mikey hurry up! I cant lose this interview!" I pushed Mikey into his car and literally rolled across the car bumper to get to the passenger side. Oh right... im wearing a skirt today... oh wells!