In the life of Mouse

Moe's POV

"If the school wants a Snow Ball, they can move to Alaska, but unfortunately we are in California so come up with a different theme or forget about it!" I say as I walk through the student counsil office with the Vice President.

"Oh come on Mouse! It would be so cool! Plus, it's not just your decision to make. This isn't a dictatorship!" Chloe argues. I roll my eyes at her and stop in my place.

"This school's reputation is built off of our 'Stay Green' attitude. Do you know how much paper and plastic will be wasted on faked snow? Every student in this schools opinion is valued, believe me, but we just can't afford the funds and we can't afford to ruin our schools rep for some Snow Ball when we can easily come up with something just as fun! Loosen up Chlo!" I say, talking some sense into her.

"Yeah, you're right, but it would be so fun!" She whines. I pat her back and walk away to the fax machine.

Little did Chloe know, I had just got off the phone with 'The' Lisa Armstrong.

She had faxed her son's information to the main office's fax machine and I was just walking there to make sure everything sent properly.

"Hey Mouse! Could you go get those papers from the fax machine? They just came in." Mrs. Boil asks.

"I was just headed to it!" I say with a friendly smile.

I looked at the papers and low and behold Kyle Armstrong's transcript and record was right here in my hands.
This is so awesome! I happily handed the papers to Mrs. Boil and walked to class.
As I walked through the halls I got many greetings and smiles from my fellow classmates. This was a very small town, so everyone knew each other here and everyone pretty much grew up together. It was taking all of me not to scream through the halls that Kyle Armstrong would be attending our school!

"Ms. Washington." Mr. Hail politely nodded in my direction. I nod back and take my seat.
"Take out your Trigonometry notebooks please!" He says starting up the class.

Once we were done taking notes Mr.Hail assigned us class work and told us we could work together if we liked.

I usually dont work with people on an academic level unless its a part of the assignment in general so I stay to myself and finish my work up. When done I turn it in and head out the door. When I hit the halls I head straight to my locker with the task of getting my English text book and purse so I can go home. As much as I love school, I love food and I was starving. I decided not to get a lunch this year because I am way too busy.

I walk to my car with an intent purpose. I took house work just as serious as school. I had to make sure my chores were done so that when my parents get home, they wouldnt stress. My parents work so hard to keep this house, I couldnt let the house look a mess.

I got home and threw my bag on the stairs. I went inside the kitchen and absorbed the silence. It was defeaning. I opened the refrigerator to see that it was almost empty. I sigh and grab a water bottle luckily I got my pay check tomorrow, I could go grocery shopping without my mom having to worry about it.

My mom is a pediatrician at our local children's hospital and my dad is a carpenter and works for this big company located in San Diego, he's gone a lot but most of his work is here, in town.

I work at Starbucks, right up the street from my school. I absolutely hate Starbucks now, because of it.

I settle for a string cheese stick and Ritz crackers. I sit down at the counter and eat my snack, observing the kitchen. It was clean. All I have to do is clean the bathrooms, water the plants, and walk Daisy, my dog. She was in her bed sleeping right under the AC.

After I've eaten my snack, I do exactly what I said. I clean the bathrooms, water the plants, and walk Daisy.

As I'm walking Daisy down the street I hear a loud car. That sounds as though the muffler is broken, and I know its my neighbor Hans.

He graduated from UPenn last month and moved to California to be a producer and manager for up and coming stars. Of course he has gotten nowhere considering he's a 22 year old guy with zero people skills.

He's a rookie and an ass. No one wants that as a manager.

I sigh because I know he's going to slow down and bother me.

"Hey, rodent." He says with a huge grin. Did I mention he calls me rodent? Yeah he thought it was clever. I don't.

"Hi Hans." I say dryly.

"So, I just went to the auto shop, and soon my car won't be your alarm system." He says. My eyes light up with happiness.

"Really?" I ask. He nods, I smile.

Good! That freaking car wakes me up at 5 every morning!

What does an unsuccessful manager need to leave that early for anyway?

"Yeah, I bet you're happy...but, I really thought you might use the extra hour and thirty minutes to go for a run." He says with a look of judgement on his face.

"Okay, that was just rude!"
I say and walk away. I hear him chuckle and continue driving.

As I walk down the street, my dog wags his tail as I hum a song.

"Hey Daisy!" I hear a familiar voice shout.

"Well hello Sasha, nice to see you too." I say sarcastically to the little girl standing a few houses down from me.

"Oh, hey Mouse." She says dryly. She doesn't like me very much after I baby sat her for a weekend.

She likes Daisy though and Daisy likes her. I have no idea why, she was so evil. She projects her voice to the heavens and always smells like black licorice for some strange reason.

The only reason I tolerate her is because her brother is the sexiest creature on earth.

As we reached her, Daisy licked Sasha's hand and rolled over so she could pat her belly. I'm going to be here for a while.

"Hey, Mouse." I hear someone say. I look up to see Eric Greene standing on his porch giving me a bright smile.

"Hey, Eric." I say smiling back. He walks off the porch and for some reason I hold my breathe.

"I heard you and the council are trying to come up with a theme for the dance." He says looking down at me. I nod.

"Yeah, it's not going to good. We are trying to think of cheap environmental friendly themes and it is not going good. Do you know how hard it is to find recycled masquerade masks!?" I exclaim. He chuckles at my obvious overuse of emotion and I kind of step backwards because I feel like my awkwardness was radiating.

"Now I know why you are so successful in everything you do." He says with a smile on his face.

Wait, he thinks I'm successful in everything I do? I can't help but blush at his complement.

"Why?" I ask, curious to what he means by that.

"Because you don't settle, you have a commitment in your mind and you stick to it." He says. I gush at his firm expression. Its like he meant everything he said.

"Thank you, nobody has ever...told me that." I say. And I was right, no matter how long I've been leading this school, no one ever takes the time out to say, Good Job. And that meant a lot that THE HOTTEST MALE ON EARTH did.

We stand there comfortably smiling at each other when all of a sudden my feet get really warm.....

"Oh my God!" I scream as I look down in shock!

Daisy was freaking peeing on me... not just me, US!
MY DOG JUST PEE'D ON ME.... AND THE SEXIEST MAN ALIVE!!!!

"Eric....I am soooo sorry." I say as I stare at our feet in disgust and he hasn't said a word. He just stares at Daisy and his feet, then Daisy again, then my feet and so on and so on.

"Eric..." I try again but he puts his hand up, silencing me.

"I gotta go." He sighs and walks away.

"But...." I say and just sigh.

"Im sorry." I whisper and look down again.

As Im about to walk away, I hear a faint 'Good girl' and turn around to see Sasha aka Satan smiling evilly at me. I speed up my walk and make it home. I death glare Daisy and take off my shoes before entering the side door.

I can never, show my face down this street again.

" I hope you liked your little play date with Sasha because thats NEVER happening again!" I yell at my dog as she stares up at me with her stupid cute face.

"Don't give me that face, you know what you did! You couldn't have pee'd on Sasha? Or just me? WHY ERIC?? Do you hate me?" I plead with my dog. She just tilts her head and barks at me. I jump back a little not expecting her to speak.

"Fine, have an attitude, guess whose getting the off brand dog food tonight?"

She barks again.

"No! Not me...you! You bougie Beagal!" I yell and stop immediately.

....I'm going insane, I haven't even washed my feet yet and I'm arguing with my dog!

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