"Millie, who in their right mind would go frozen yoghurt shopping?" Noah asked as he wore his coat.I pointed at myself innocently. My stomach wouldn't let me sleep peacefully and the next morning would be the face of a witch with hair all dishevelled that even the crows would run away from me.That probably didn't make any sense, did it?He sighed, patting my head before leaving the house.I grinned, "So do you know where they sell Frozen Yoghurt at this time?" He asked, turning to me.I smirked, nodding proudly. "Yes, because the only way to shut my stomach from almost transforming into a lion, I used to sneak out and visit this shop.""... I'm surprised you didn't get kidnapped." He plastered the same old unimpressed bored expression."Because I'm strong as well as heavy. They scurried away just from the sight of me.""No, they just found you useless. Nobody wants a disaster." He climbed into his car after that comment.I gasped lightly, glaring at him before rounding up the car an
Where were we? In the middle of negotiation. Well, it was most likely from my side than theirs. All they wanted was to get as much money they could grab on."I don't have any money. You think, I can afford even this frozen yoghurt?... Yes, I can but I'm grounded. Why? Because I broke my mother's toaster. Do you even understand how that relatively is senseless?"Silence fell in and responses dried up from my random ranting. Plus, this ain't really the right time and right place to rant out about my personal life problems."That is senseless! My mom smacked my phone because I didn't call her back. Like how am I supposed to call you back now? And it wasn't even recharged and she even knew about this." One of the two joined in my rant out session.I gasped. "That's- What is even that??""I know right-" The other guy smacked his head, whispering him."Are you crazy? We're here to rob not fill in our painful tragedies." He sneered at his mate and got back to us, aiming the gun at Noah inste
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, gr
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