2 weeks back
Ouch!Ouch!Ow!Ow!"i shouted out as i jumped around in my room,clutching my foot in pain.
i very skillfully dodged(okay maybe not so skillfuly)sharp plastic round sharp murder devices scattered to pierce my skin on the floor which shall hold my blood(okay-basically i stepped on legos my sister was playing with.)
my head felt like it would expode,if someone even said "you okay?"at that time i would slap the person so hard that he/she would land in Texas.my sister did exactly that.
the monster looked up and said in her too-sweet voice-"you okay ,mee?"That's it you wretch!
"Yeah!i am so totally fine.i wish the creator of legos would die,i wish you would die,why were you even born!and this.....this is MY room Rowan!and...and who in the freaking world plays with legos when they are eleven?oh wait!miss diapers does!do i hand you crayons and paper to draw easter bunny now,huh?and how many times do i have to tell you-IT.IS.MIA as in ME-E-AA not M-EE!Argh!"
i then looked up."bummer"i whispered.My mother towered over me,staring,wearing an apron with a frying pan in her hand....
"Bummer.bummer.bummer."i heard Rowan whisper to herself as though she was trying to learn a new word.i swear,that 11 year old has the brains of a 5 year old!
i rolled my eyes.
"go on,keep rolling your eyes,you might find a brain back there...you need one,especially and specifically to learn how to talk to your sister."my mother said.
i looked up at the clock and saw it was 7.30 already.i quickly changed into school clothes had breakfast and ran towards school.
Great!what a refreshing start!
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NEVER EVER try to correct your looks by using a double glass door as a mirror.
I was so caught up between the lego pieces and my mum's rants that I had forgotten to comb my hair.a bird could create a nest in it!i was wearing a casual striped t shirt(something you wear to Walmart,while listening to the "lazy song" and chewing gum)...
The school library has one of those doors which are glassed from both sides,act as mirrors but one can see through them too.before entering class I was fixing my hair in front of it,straightening the cripples of my shirt,wiping the lip balm(which was pink) from my teeth-basically breaking into a full on "make-over dance".when I was done I noticed Miranda staring right at me!she sat one one of the tables inside,mouth wide open(I can't blame her for that,after all I DID look like a freak when I tried set my face into a presentable state.),book on the quantum theory in her hand.
'cringe.cringe.cringe.cringe.shit.shit.damn.omg!this.is.so.embarassing.canidieher.soemone please kill me.'
This was my reaction.i gave a huge grin(the most toothy forced grin in the history of ugly smiles) and ran(flew!)
I crashed into class.everyone was staring at me as though I had murdered someone.
"Late you are ,Miss Parker"
My English teacher,Mrs Darcy seems to be Shakespeare in second birth.she has a creepy habit of putting the second part of the sentence before the first because as per her it is "poetic".
Yes,I said creepy-hearing "it was swallowed mercilessly by someone......................a snicker bar)sounds like the poor slab of nougat and chocolate was guillotened the way she says it!
Embarrassed I took my seat.the only empty seat-6 benches away from Keith.
That person-he wasn't human,he was god,he was the god of lightning(by that I don't mean to imply that he was as bratty as Zeus) but even if I was 24 benches away from him I would get electric shocks ,I would get goosebumps all over.the day he sits right next to me I might die of a heart attack.his blonde hair just falls over his face so perfectly,and his jawline could slit a cut in anyone's palm,his smile is the MOST infectious thing ever.Ugh!why am I such a drama queen!!!!!
After the longest 6 hours of school study periods(and getting internally electrocuted) music class finally came.
Music "class" is the wrong term...we don't really learn anything we just roam around playing the schools' instruments.
The whole class entered the music room.i picked up the guitar and went away from the rest of the class into a corner.i began to strum and sing.
"Yeah I'm just a little bit caught in the middle,
Life is a maze and love is a riddle,
I don't know where to go,
Can't do it alone.........
I've tried
And I don't know why.
Yeah I'm just a Little bit caught in the middle......"
I looked up and almost died.Keith stood there,smiling(why?!!why is he this flawless!WHYYYYY?!HOWOWOW!)
"Wow!you sing pretty well Mia!"he said.wait!did he just say my name!Keith knows my name!
Like an idiot I blurted out-
"You know MY name?!"
He smirked and said-"um..we are in the same class!"
I giggled nervously and said-"oh!yeah right!"I meant to say that in a way that sounded like an assertive sentence,something that sounded like a simple end-of-awkwardness line,....however,drunk by Keithitis it came out in a really sarcastic way as though I was challenging him!
"Sorry?"he said.
I repeated my sentence normally this time.
My stomach felt so indescribably delicate ...you would say it is butterflies...forget butterflies-I had a whole dam zoo kicking around in my stomach!i wanted him to stay there forever at the same time I wanted him to leave,just leave before I ended up in the hospital needing CPR or making a complete fool of myself.
He sat there.right next to me.he sat right next to me!.Keith Rogers sat right next to me!Electric potential overload.
"You know Mia,you are really talented.i often wonder why are you in this town.you deserve to be somewhere signing autographs.Mia,your voice is the most beautiful thing to anyone's ears.do not waste it.you are jot limited to this.try creating a you tube channel.the world deserves to hear the most beautiful voice ever just as much as you deserve to be known by the world for having it in you."
And he walked away!just walked away!
And left me staring blindly for 5 minutes and thinking for 2 weeks before I actually did it.
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A/n:I know that not much happened in this chapter...but I just wanted to Cover up who the "he" was in the first chapter .i would try to make the next chapter better.i promise!

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