"Hun, is that you?" My mothers voice carryed across the open yard to where I sat.
"Yes mom, its me." I shighed wishing it weren't.
"Well dinners almost ready, rember I need you to babysit tonight. That's not a problem right?" My mother questioned. Like it would be, it's not like I have a social life or anything.
"Yeah mom, that's fine." I replyed woefully.
I took a deep breath.The cool breezy April we were experiencing was blissful. I loved it when it was like this, cool but not cold and walm but in a comferting way, not a over powering heat that made your brain hurt; and you body feel like it had been drained of all fluids. I swung slowly on our swing, it creaked, reminding me of its age. Things like a swing can remind you of alot. It's something old, you associate with something; In my case I associated with Lizzie and Gordo. We spent whole summers on this old thing. There would always be a race across my yard for who would get the swing seat, of course it was usualy me or Lizzie that won, poor Gordo. The other two would sit around it and we'd talk abd laugh, usualy about what high school would be like, of course none of us knew the truth behind the matter, we all thought we'd be best friends for life, the three amigos going to high school, that's how we thought it would be. Of course things inevitably change. Children grow-up, and the small things we used to do, make way for other things and I suppose it effects different people differently. I wonder sometimes, sitting out here, the breeze upon my face; If Lizzie or Gordo ever think about us, all of us together,on this swing and those long hot summers and all the times we had together. But then I brush that thought off, as I highly doubt they do. As it is they have new friends, new things, new everything. And me, well I don't.
"Ok hun, Marta's phone numbers on the fridge, call if you need anything. I've left $10 on the table in case of emergancy, ok?"
"Yeah mom." I said half heartedly.
"Good, well then I'll see you and your sister tomorrow probably." she said kissing me on the forhead no doubt leaving a large red lip stick mark. I scowled.
"Mom, stop it! It will be fine! Now go!" I said irratably, she looked a bit hurt, I felt kind of bad.
"Ok ok I know your a big girl now. I just...well, it doesn't matter." She gave me one of her, oh my god my daughters growing up look. When she had finally pottered off to say goodbye to my little sister, I tried to reconcentrate myself on the program I had been watching; But it was no good. I heaved my self off the couch and turned off the TV. The door slamed Finally a bit of peace and quite I thought as I streched and gave a big yawn. Oh god! why was I yawning on a Friday night! For gods sake Miranda you NEED to get a life! I thought.
"Miranda, I wanna get a movie out!" My annoying little sister screeched.
"With what money?" I snapped.
"With the money mom and dad left!"
"No! That moneys for emergancys only." I said seriously.
"Miiiirraaaannnnnddaaaa! Why do you have to be so BOOOOORING?" She yelled! That was it, something snapped.
"I AM NOT, I REPEAT AM NOT, BORING!" I shouted, she looked stunned.
I grabbed her hand, snached up the $10 note from the table, slipped my feet into my sandles and shoved my keys into my pocket.
I slamed the door behind us. I knew my sister we secretly a bit scared at my out burst, but I hated the thought of being boring!
"So what Movie do you want?" I asked her standing in frount of rows and rows of colourful DVD's.
"I don't know." She said. I gave her a little friendly push
"Well go find one you like and bring it back here ok and we'll get it." I smiled at her little face gazing up at me.
"Ok!" She smiled and skipped off.
Well I suppose spending my Friday night with my little sister wasn't so bad, anyway its not like anyone would come up to me on Monday and say "Hey Miranda what did you do Friday night then?" So I figured I was ok there.
"SHIT!" I exclaimed when some one stepped on my toe.
"Oh hey sorry!" I glanced up to find the face of the voice.
I raised my eyebrows at him, or the big pile of DVD's that he was behind.
"That hurt." I said matter-of-factly.
"Sorry, wait a minute, let me put these down." He said lowering the DVD's down on the counter beside us. Now I could see his face properly I saw that he actually wasn't that bad looking. He had slightly more hair then if his head had just been shaved, he was tall and quite musculur, he had a long nose and full lips. What was most intresting was his eyes; One seemed to be blue and the other one green.
"Hi, sorry about that, I can be a bit careless." He smiled, it was a nice smile, the kind of smile that was a cheeky yet depthful smile.
"That's ok I suppose." I said feeling a bit gob smacked, I had thought it would have been one of those computer geek guys.
"I work here you know, maybe I could give you free rental of a DVD to say sorry." He grined.
"That would be nice." I smiled back. This was my one asset, I could be cool around guys who I thought were hot. Lizzie used to turn into complete jelly where as I would always keep my cool. I suppose one of my main reasons for still being able to do it was because I figured not many guys I thought were hot would go for me. At the begining of high school all the guys seemed to go for Lizzie and not me, so I got used to always being upstaged by someone, I suppose.
"I'm Rueben." He said guesturing to his name tag. Obvliously he worked here.
"Ok." I said feeling slight cautious, not many guys introduced themseleves to me.
"and you are...?" he asked grinning at my stupidity, of course that was a cue for me to give him my name.
"Oh right, sorry, Miranda." I grinned sheepishly.
"Miranda, nice name." he said musing at my name.
"ditto." I replyed making a mental note to kick myself later.
He laughed.
"So you work here." I said, god dammit!
"Yeah." he laughed "are you from around here?" he asked
"Yeah, about 10 minutes away, you?" I inquired.
"Yeah just down the street in fact." He said, looking straight at me, I felt uncomftable, I could never tell what people were thinking when they looked straight at me, it was a feeling of what if they size me up all wrong. I felt slightly panicked.
"Oh right, I havn't seen you around, do you go to hillridge high?" I asked looking at my feet.
"Yeah, well no, I am, but I just havn't got round to enrolling yet. With moving in and all, I've been pretty busy." He said completely comftably, he was just so confident about everything, I wondered how someone could just be completely comftable just talking to a random stranger, hell I couldn't!
"Miranda." My sister said tugging at my sleeve.
"Yeah?" I turned to her.
"I got a movie!" She said, looking immensely proud of her self.
"Ok." I said.
"I'll ring that up for you Miss Sanchez." Said Rueben, looking at my rental card. He grinned. I smiled back.
"Thankyou Mr..Taylor." I replyed look at his name tag.
"That will be..on my pay check." He grinned at me, then made a little sad face "Sorry about your foot." He grinned again.
"That's ok." I said grabbing the video and my card off the counter.
"Bye Miranda." He shouted after me.
"Bye Rueben." I shouted over my shoulder.
"Who was he Randa?" Asked my little sister.
"I dunno." I said. But I liked him.
Note: Hey, hope this chapter was liked. Thank you to my one review. lol not complaining, it was a lovely reveiw! Anyway, I don't want this story to become to cliche, like Miranda falls in love and he loves her and then shes happy again. Because those kind of stories can be annoying. So just so people know there are going to be a few "twist" as it were, later on I just thought I'd better introduce my character Rueben early on, so it doesn't become just Miranda moaning about her life ect... so yeah. Review if you feel so inclined.
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