Millie's POV
Alright, alright. I got this. Yes, I definitely got this. I'm not an amateur- well, I am but that doesn't count because right now, what I am about to do is an act of bravery and challenge.Yeah!"Next up is Millie Quinn presenting the topic on Trade Markets-" I abruptly stood up, pushing the chair in sudden that it toppled, getting tangled in my legs and...Guess what?I fell to the ground. Proudly indicating how much of a klutz I am and a nuisance to my own life.I groaned in pain, doubting I must've sprained my ankle or broke an arm but definitely invited new areas to be bruised."Are you alright, Miss Millie?" My professor asked, coming to my aid as he stretched his hand out.I obliged his help because I had a feeling I would make him trip as well.Why, do I have such a strong feeling that clumsiness is staring down at me from every little aspect to grab and the opportunity and gain a ton of throbbing shooting through my body?"I'm alright, Sir," I mumbled, gripping my table.Let me tell you. It was my worst prediction coming to life.The table titled over the weight I had put on it to get on my two feet but sadly, I fell again with the table almost hitting my back if it weren't for my professor to grasp it."Am I still alive?" I squeaked out, closing my eyes in instinct for overcoming a massive hit that was gonna be delivered."Yes, Miss Millie. Girl, help her please." The desperation laced in his voice as he hopelessly placed the table back at its designated position.Two girls from my class that I quite couldn't remember their names, pulled me up carefully and cautiously. Now I would wanna explain why I mentioned cautiously when it should be found under a harmful object or anything described as dangerous."Will you be able to present your seminar, Miss Millie?" Mr. Mallow asked, eyeing my state of walking.I staggered up to the front of the class, "Yes. No worries, I'm fine. Surprisingly, I'm still alive." I smiled, weirding out the students waiting for this class to end with their bored expressions painted on."Yes. Surely a surprise." He mumbled, sighing as he gestured for me to begin speaking.I cleared my throat, opening my mouth to be extremely confident about what I have rehearsed in front of the mirror last night, only to forget the first word."We're waiting, Miss Millie." He said, impatiently waiting.The eyes of the students felt like they were needling me with the pressure of hate and disgust for having to listen to me speak."I..." I stuttered, glancing from student to student.I cleared my throat, inhaling deeply to avoid the fear creeping under my toes and rising up like a blaze of fire to make me quit this and run away into a pool of blizzard which is in normal words an embarrassment."I... am Millie Quinn as you know it. You know for being your classmate and well..." I couldn't utter another word.Let me get this straight for all of you. I'm a scaredy-cat and stage fear is not the kind of friend I'm in a close relationship with.Right on time, waiting for my further progressing humiliation of complete cowardly act, the bell rang.Without any notice, I sprung on my feet, long forgotten about the ache shooting in my ankle, and ran outside the classroom without looking behind.I ran as fast as I could but poor my active healthy body, I had to halt my steps and take a leap of breath as I felt out of breath in-"I hope you will be ready with your seminar tomorrow, Miss Millie." My professor spoke, passing by me as not a single glance was thrown at my pathetic self."Are you kidding me? I'm breathless from just a..." I measured the distance of my athletic marathon run which I must say, was a major failure and a fool action."5-meter run..." I mumbled, disappointed."Hey girl!" A voice shrilled in my ear and I jumped on my leg, screaming in a short second time ending with a weird pose."Stop creeping up on me, Meredith." I huffed, complaining as I wriggled out of the shocked posture giving a good laugh to my best friend."It's just always so funny that I can't promise that I won't do it again next time." She wheezed out between her laughs, wiping a tear off her eye."Please be helpful to this useless best friend of yours." I groaned, walking back into the class to retrieve my belongings.She shrugged, trailing behind me unquestionably, "So, how did your seminar go?"I bleated, letting out a weird noise of discomfort and rejection with myself for not being confident enough. "Worse. I didn't even do it. All I did was embarrass by tripping and then running off like a grenade was thrown on me.""Well, it's better than the last time." She encouraged, patting my head.She was a foot inch tall and clearly, that gave her the advantage to pet my hair or treat me as a kid, entirety not just because of the short height I inherited but the babyface going along to create a 12-year-old version out of a 23- year-old college student.I swatted her hand away, sparing a glare at her because she was my ride back home.You must be wondering why I don't have a car when I'm just 23. Yeah, you're right I failed my driver's license test.Why? That's what you need to know.Because the words cautious, worse, basically anything relating to danger explains my clumsiness. A high degree of clumsiness is injected in me since birth.So for not having a car is not a question for such a klutz by birth. Because either I'll kill myself or kill someone else or kill the car itself.Anything can happen in my world of clumsiness.I was lying my head on the locker that was supposed to be opened and have used to exchange my books for the next class but I couldn't move as I recollected the humiliation I, unobjectively, showcased."How long am I supposed to stare at you doing absolutely nothing?" Meredith asked, blinking at me boringly.I huffed, "Be my guest, I guess." I hated meeting the same students who possibly were gossiping about my embarrassing moment.And that wasn't just a single one this year. Scratch that, this week.The faint sound of heels clicking against the floor echoed in my ears as I concentrated on the source. Strangely, I knew who it could be belonging to."What's wrong with her?" Hailey asked, shooting a wary glance at me."She's holding onto her priceless embarrassing moment." Meredith sighed, stomping."Why are you both here? Leave me alone." I whined. "Anyways, since you guys are here, let's bunk our last classes.""You're seconds of mood change, honestly scares me," Hailey commented, weari
Meredith dropped me off at my house, informing me about the next meet-up and shrugging away my fearing body towards the house that seemed like it would gallop me any second.Let's see if I succeed at lying. Note the sarcasm.I opened the door, inviting myself inside the warm house."Millie? Is that you?" My mom called out, a second after I closed the door behind and tensed up."No, it's my soul." I slapped my forehead for the slip-off. Goofing with my best friends is making me accidentally use the same tone and language towards my mother."What?" She said, storming to the front door as she saw me standing with a regret flowing in my veins.
To say, I'm an obedient daughter with, obviously, clumsiness playing beside me. Never have I ever thought I would do something extremely deranging, crazy and perilous."Yes, you're grounded." She repeated herself, making sure I don't ask another time. "Go back in your room. It's time I call a babysitter for you.""Mom!! I'm not a kid to have a babysitter monitor me.. . for what? 24 hours of a day." I was exasperated, disagreeing with her brilliant idea.Now here's the thing. It's not like my mother never appointed babysitters for me when she had business trips and contests to judge. But, all in vain, there were hundreds of complaints registered against me which led them to quit the job- which had a pretty fair pay- and now those files are probably rotting somewhere in the attic.These babysitters even took payment for their damages. I'm not a monster or anything but it's just their necessity stuff used to mesmerize me and as a curious explorer child, I was prompted to check them out."
I'll spare the long drive to Las Vegas which wasn't the ideal kind like shown in the movies. It was like we were resurrected as zombies with dark under-eye bags and hair disheveled, practically a nest for a bird to settle in.Or it was just my hair that would resemble a nest. Curly hair, my friends. I'm the only one from the squad to have such hair.Aside from that, we safely landed in Las Vegas having to almost hustle against jerks on the Jeep who raced us on the highway, and Hailey was hyped and streaked our ride, cutting the duration of the long trip."Finally! I am able to stand rather than sit for hours." Meredith exclaimed, plopping down on the grass.Hailey went off to book us a room in the hotel by herself and I wasn't gonna protest over it. The money I earn goes straight to my ravenous hunger strike stomach and the college expenses as well.Meredith, well... I clearly have no idea what she does. She's this slim girl in our squad whose weight doesn't increase. Sadly, I'm the ki
I nervously tapped my foot against the floor of the elevator. We both were alone, waiting to reach the room that my friends had decided to share it with them."Um... I...nevermind." I mumbled, giving up to make a conversation with him.I didn't even get his name and all I could remember was his eyes that were captivating. Now that we're standing beside each other, he's pretty tall.Sucks to be short."Um, thank you for saving me earlier..." I mumbled, barely able to hear over myself.My ears were turning red and I felt a lump forming in my throat when he twisted to look at me.Okay, he's very intimidating. Did I forget I can't talk to boys well??He smiled, actually smiled with his lips stretched out and that added more charm to his face, brightening the glow in his warm eyes.I coughed, averting my gaze before I ende
Funny how things turn out whenever Las Vegas is added in the lives of an individual because it has gotten many untold stories and risks borne from it.Just like that, I had a story to tell as well but oh, boy! I first need to sober up.I laid flat on my back, staring at the mahogany ceiling which was halfway distracting my thoughts but nevertheless, I replayed the encounter with Noah Hudson. The guy seemed like a gentleman and probably older than me.Now, he got the good looks but I didn't have any fluttery feeling rising in the pits of my diaphragm. The feeling of flushed up by the butterflies.Or it's more like getting murdered by the butterflies?I blinked, frowning, baffled by my strange weird yet creepy thoughts emerging especially after midnight. I couldn't quite sleep since my mind has been occupied over certain someone."Hailey? Hailey?" I called out to her in a soft whisper.She hummed, shifting her slumpy body and drap
Grumbling filled the atmosphere. That's basically what my friends do a lot. It's a routine of ours or the torture I bestowed upon my best mates."This is all your fault. I was having such a perfect wedding dream." Meredith sighed dreamily, looking out the window."Eyes on the road, girl." I reminded, rolling my eyes at their pricked moods.They haven't stopped complaining about how noisily I woke them up, must I say, that I didn't care about that."Alright, let's stop all being moody and grumpy old men." Hailey shivered at the thought, "So where to next?""You should know. I am blank." I replied, shrugging."Right," Hailey mumbled, scrolling over her phone to search for the places to have ultimate fun.The last resort better not be the casino.I twisted my neck back, trailing my sight over the car riding behind us."Do they really have to tag along?" I asked, unappreciative for them tagging along."Yes
"Quit tryna make me feel bad." I sang loudly, snatching the mic from the reception. It was more of an announcement phone call I picked up from the Reception. My mind was fuzzy and buzzy but I didn't stop and climbed the reception table, dancing with the music playing in my head. As usual, I was minding my own business being completely crazy. For all I know, I had gone nuts because after that I was kicked out. "Welp... that didn't work out well." I pursed my lips, looking at Noah who was part of this plan. "We did break the rules so... how were you even able to take such a risk?" He asked in a disbelief tone. I guess I impressed him. "Been doing that since birth." I proudly stated. He noted with his silence responding in return, "Yeah, I'm gonna go." I grabbed his forearm, pulling him in swiftly. "Hey, hey! You can't just leave me here. I don't know about you but this is my first time here." He poked his inner cheek with his tongue as he distantly squinted his eyes, "And what