Bessie

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Netflix, Netflix, gonna watch some Netflix. I sang in my head as I pulled into my driveway.

I ran upstairs to my room. I grabbed my computer and jumped into bed.

Food, food gotta first get some food. I also sang in my head. I ran downstairs to steal a snack.

There was a note on the counter.

'Blake, your Father and I will be out for awhile. We're going to get something to eat. You know where the food is if your hungry.'

I read my Mom's hand writing. I grabbed my secret stash of Sour Patch Watermelon Kids and ran back up stairs.

"What to watch," I mumbled to myself as I scrolled through feel good romantic movies.

"Waiting for Forever, hm, let's try this." I clicked on the movie.

"I'm gonna tell her that I love her. That I've always loved her. That in my dreams, I breathe her in, I inhale her and I feel her right here. Here in the blood in my heart." The character, Will, said.

"Yes, yes!" I screeched the the computer screen. I love romantic movies.

I listened to this boy talk and be romantically strange.

"But if you don't come with me then I'm going to have to wrap myself around your leg and you'll have to drag me around for the rest of your life."

"Aww this boy is so cute! why can't I have someone like him?" I was jealous of a movie character.

When the movie was finally over, I took a hot shower.

I got out and decided to let my hair air dry. I got into some comfortable pajamas and got back into bed.

"Let's see," I laid my eyes on the movie, The Switch. I clicked it.

I watched that and then watched another movie. I looked at the time and decided it would be best if I quitted the Netflix watching and went to bed.

I closed my eyes and thought about all the romantic movies I had just watched.

Why can't I have a love life like that? I asked myself.

My mind created a picture of green eyes. Jessie's, sea green eyes. I kept my eyes closed and smiled to myself.

No, you can't fall for this girl. It will never be. You can't. I replaced my smile with a frown.

My mind made a picture of her smiling form in my brain. Curse you mind, curse you.

Maybe, I could give myself the pleasure of...just one smile. I thought as my heart best raced faster at the sight of Jessie.

I slipped into sleep, with the idea of Jessie still clear in my mind.

I was dreaming about sailboating out in the open water with Jessie when something very big, and very heavy landed on top of me.

Something licked my face. "Ugh," I rubbed my nose with my eyes still closed.

It licked me again.

"Yuck," I blinked open my bleary eyes to find a big wet nose pushed at my face.

"Mikey." I moaned, "No, get off. Bad dog."

Mikey wiggled and wagged his tail more.

I laid there, under my dog's body for at least five minutes until he found me quite boring and decided to jump off and see if he could cause trouble else where.

I got up and opened my wardrobe. I picked a clear light blue shirt with a light blue undershirt and some white shorts. Then I got on my hands and knees in my closet and and stared at my twenty four pair of shoes.

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