| "Maria get up now!" I hear my mom shout up the stairs and I roll off the bed and onto the floor with a thud. I slowly open my eyes it cannot be morning already. I make my way down the stairs slowly rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "Mom why do I have to get up? I mean its Saturday." I ask sitting down at the breakfast bar "Honey I thought you wanted to go shopping" My mom says placing a glass of orange juice laced with Tabasco sauce "I did I mean I do but did we have to go this early?" I ask before downing the glass of juice in one go "Isabel wants to go early to miss the rush. You know what she is like honey. Now off you go and get dress unless you want to go in your pjs," she says laughing "Oh yeah mom your so funny you really should have gone to clown school with a talent like yours" I tell her before leaving the room. I walk up the stair towards the bathroom and try and open the door. "Isabel let me in already" I order knowing without having to ask that it would be her in there using all the hot water no doubt "Hold on one second!" Isabel shouts thought the door. About a minute later the door opens. "Someone got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning" Isabel says as I push past her "Yeah well we can't all be like Isabel," I state brushing my hair "What is that suppose to mean?" Isabel ask closing the door "Nothing. Don't worry. I just tried. You know how I get. So you and Alex how did that happen?" I ask "Well I dream walked him and he was dreaming about me" "Along with most of the males at school" I smile "Yeah anyway he said some really nice things to me and we danced. It was really wow," Isabel says getting a dreamy look on her face. Is there an Evans on this planet that doesn't get a dreamy look when they think of the person they love? Hold on a second love? I do not love Michael. I just have a bad case of lust. "So Izzy do you think its love?" I ask "Yeah" Isabel sigh and I try not to roll my eyes "So how do you know?" I ask "What do you want a list?" Isabel asks and I nod my head "Well every time I see Alex I get butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I think about him all the time. I dream about him. I wonder where he is and what he doing or what he is thinking. I wonder if he feels the same way." "Okay I get the picture now go unless you don't want to hit the mall any time today" I push her out the door. I close my eyes. The list that Isabel just gave was no help; everything on that list would have a big tick beside it. Every time I see Michael I have butterflies/bats in my stomach, I think about him all the time and dream about him. That it, great just great. I am in love with Michael Guerin. Could my life get any worst? TBC |
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