MY ONE AND ONLY BROWN EYED BOY

When my clumsy ass tripped while we were racing and holding hands, our laughter resounded throughout the meadow. I closed my eyes to brace myself from hitting my face first into the dirt, but nothing occurred. I then opened my one eye to find myself in his arms.My stomach started to flutter as his hands gripped my waist so tightly that our gaze became fixed on one another.I pouted my lips in anticipation of my first kiss as he gradually leaned in closer, and my eyes instinctively closed. When he started shaking me, I was startled. I opened my eyes to see that he was angry, and I stared at him bewildered.I felt myself getting soaked in water as his hair started to turn into a greyish black color and wrinkles appeared on his face all at once. What the F..k? You sluggish child, how long should I keep trying to wake you up? I opened my eyes and stared at my mother's angry face.Okay, it was just a dream To avoid my kiss, I screamed while acting furious.It seemed so very genuine. My regular routine involves waking up completely saturated in water.I, Macie George, am known as the most clumsy and slothful girl ever.I trip even when I walk straight and avoid obstacles and I am naturally lazy. Sorry, guys, I can't help it. Irritated, I kicked off my Pikachu bedsheet and walked right to the restroom, but I tripped and fell to the ground.what a wonderful way to start the day.waking up early on Sunday because your foolish friend believed we could just go to the group singing program as a fun activity and leave you behind after he got picked in the group and now you got to go with him as he picked you as his singing Buddy or whatever. You now have to go to the pointless practice, which is on a Sunday .Who the hell schedules practice on a Pumking Sunday morning? You prepared for school while cursing your Friend for the nth time.As you go down the stairs, you could hear your mother watching one of her favorite comedies while preparing breakfast. How she manages to do so many things at once always baffles me.Since my father died in an accident when I was Five it has always been Mom and Me, I don't have that many memories of my Dad, it has always been my Mom for me; she is both my mother and father. I have one more year till I turn an adult—I'm currently 17 years old.Studies, revision, and studies have been the only focus for me. ..Making my mother proud is my one and only ambition in life. All I've ever wanted is to help her.Everyone thought I was dull and I never had a lover. I once tried to impress a male but failed and scared him away, so I stopped trying to impress boys after that. Being the awkward, overlooked girl who strolls around in a black sweatshirt while wearing headphones made me happy.I enjoyed being myself.I have friends, a small group of five, including Steve ,Marie,Milo, Bobby, and Annie. Interlecks Group is what we called ourselves, but I have heard kids called us the geek gang or so anways who cares right. Stevie, by the way, is the one who made me yell on a gorgeous Sunday morning.