The Average Love Story

Chapter 9

My alarm blared and I rolled over on my side sighing. Slowly I trudged out of bed and went into the shower. It was so hot that it was turning my skin red, but that is how I like it. I remembered my dream last night. I still feel terror when I think about it. It seems like everywhere I look I see his face. His eyes, those emerald green fierce eyes that haunt me in everything I do. When I had washed my hair and shaved my legs I reluctantly stepped out and dried myself off.

I wrapped my reddish brown hair , which is black now because it is wet, up in a fluffy red towel. The air was steamed so I had to wipe the mirror off to see myself. My face looked almost dead, I felt like I was. My eyes were a shocking emerald green-the only thing my father gave me. Every time I see them it makes me shutter. Right now they are puffy red with huge bags under them.

I put on my underwear and a cream white tank top. Then a light blue sweater over it. I pulled my navy jeans up my curvy body. I'm not fat but I do have curves. Which I don't really mind, I don't want to be a stick.

I brushed on some black mascara over my lashes and blow dried my curly hair. My skin is an olive color and I am kind of shorter than average, being 5'3. But I also don't mind being short, it's better than being too tall.

I finished getting ready and slowly made my way to school. It seemed as if every second that ticked by made me more tired.

I walked to my locker in a daze. I felt almost as if I was sleep walking. Em had gone to talk to a teacher, so I was able to have some quiet. Last night I only slept for about three hours. But that's how most nights are.

I turned the combo to my locker slowly. When it opened I leaned my whole head into it laid it down on my jacket for a pillow. Then closed my eyes. I could feel people walking by. I assumed they were staring, but it didn't really matter if they thought I was weird, because I am.

"Mia what are you doing?" I heard Liam ask. He sounded as if he would burst out laughing.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, wishing he would leave me alone. "I didn't sleep very well last night. So I am tired, go away."

He only chuckled and to my discomfort he kept on talking. "I couldn't sleep very well either. I had to many things on my mind."

"Sorry," I told him, "okay bye now." I hoped he wouldn't take it offensively, but I don't really care about his sleeping issues.

"Wait first you need to ask what I was thinking about! I had this whole conversation all planned out." After he said this I open my eyes and brought my head out of my locker feeling extremely confused.

"What were you thinking about?" I played along, feeling very skeptical. The real question that I wanted to ask is why do you have this planned out?

"I was thinking about you," he said looking serious. When he said this butterflies fluttered in my stomach and I couldn't tell if he was kidding.

I didn't say anything, because I was to busy trying to figure out where this conversation was heading. He went on, "I really like you Mia and I was wondering if you would like to go out with-"

I cut him off quickly, "No! No, no, no. You can't be serious? You just dumped my best friend three days ago!" My heart was thumping loudly in my ears and I felt as though I might still be sleeping. Liam was asking me out? I've never had a boyfriend before and I never really cared until Emma got one. Because she got Liam. But that was two years ago!

"I know," he said looking down. "I can't help but ask." He rubbed his hand down his face sighing. Suddenly he got serious again and put both his arms on either side of me trapping me against the lockers. I gasped loudly and smashed as far into the locker as I could, not thinking about anything but how close he was. "You want to know why I broke up with Emma?" He whispered, his face so close I could smell his minty breath.

I glared at him, trying to find my voice and look as though I didn't care that I could him feel breathing. "Nope I don't really care."

Why was he doing this? Did he really think that I would say yes and betray Emma like this? What I am doing letting him be so close like this? I should push him away! But I didn't.

"Because I realized that whenever I was with her I was thinking of you." He laughed, "Okay that sounds cheesy, but it's true. I don't get the same feeling around Em as I do around you. I decided that it would be wrong to let the relationship go any further. I was going to wait for a while to tell you this, but I couldn't, it was too hard." He looked me in the eyes and was trying to figure out what I was thinking. The truth was I didn't know what to think. We stood there in silence for what seems like forever.

"Hey Mia," Claire waved as she walked by. She had curious expression on her face and she walked slowly, trying to see what was going on. I remembered that Liam and I were standing extremely close and I pushed him away quickly.

"Hi Claire," I could feel my face grow warm and she walked away like she knew she had interrupted something. I started to follow her, but Liam caught my hand and pulled me back.

He raised one of his bushy eyebrows and said "Well?"