Hey! Today the writer of the chapter will be different. As I've said that, it is obviously not Margot. I am Margot's editor for this story. She isn't writing today's chapter because she has been very busy lately, so I will be taking over for this chapter. Some of you people may who I am by saying 'editor', but some of you might not, and I like to keep it that way. My name will go by, 'I'. Also, my writing will be very different from Margot's, so I am very sorry if you guys don't like how I write. Anyways, I'll start the chapter!
- I
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Myles' POV
After a minute into the Pitch Perfect movie, Margot had decided to stop watching it and change the movie. I don't even know what's up with this girl, but I will do anything to please her until she is satisfied.
She had said that she wanted to watch a Romantic Comedy, which includes singing. There were many movies like that, but there was one that always comes to my mind when hearing that. La La Land. La La Land is such an epic movie that everyone has to see it. Dancing, singing, romance is there. Everything that would satisfy someone who loves romance. If you haven't seen that movie, then you aren't that cool. No! I'm just kidding of course. But La La Land is such an amazing movie, with such a cliche story-line. Overall, I still love it!
"How about 'La La Land'? Do you want to watch that?" I had mentioned
"Yeah, sure! I haven't seen that movie yet, but I've heard that it is a really good movie."
There was a problem though when changing the movie. I do not know where the remote controller is. Searching, searching, searching. I felt around the spot that I was sitting at to try and find the remote, but there was no luck. As I look up from the couch, I had seen Margot sitting there on her phone, not noticing that I needed help in finding the remote. Instead of asking for her help, as she looked very focused and busy on her phone, I had just started feeling around where she was sitting on the couch.
"Ah! Hey! What do you think you are doing?!" She exclaimed, being surprised from my hand feeling her butt.
"I- um... Uh-I w-was just trying t-to find the remote controller for th-the television," stuttering like an idiot. I did not know what had drained my confidence and why I had even done that, but what was done was done.
"Oh, oh. Okay. And why didn't you just ask me for help?" Getting her face red, maybe from embarrassment.
"Because you looked busy on your phone."
"Eh? Did I look busy on my phone? Well, I wasn't. So I'm going to help you look for it!"
"Thanks"
After 10 minutes of searching...
"UGH! WHERE IS THE REMOTE CONTROLLER?" Margot shouting at the top of her lungs.
"To be honest, I do not know where I had last placed it. I think it is a better idea to just go to bed now"
Margot had nodded her head, clearing stating that she agrees. She walked to the guest room and shut the door carefully.
After Margot entering the guest room, I sat on the edge of the couch, contemplating my actions earlier. Why had I done that? What is going on in my head? Yes... I do find her cute... But... Does that even mean anything?...
As I got up from the couch, shaking my head in disappointment, I decided that it was late and had scurried off to bed.
Today was such an eventful day.
