The Dream
This isn’t like a fairytale. It began like that; meet Mr Right and he buys you gifts, you get married and have kids. That’s where it stopped. My kids have grown into teenagers now and are a handful. I’m left as a single mother and I don’t know how I’m going to control the kids as they’re a handful and always asking for stuff so they can be with the “in” crowd.
But let’s start at the very beginning. When I was 18 and just starting college.
“”I walked out of college. Whew, what a day! I just started and already was piled with assignments and various due dates. Suddenly I heard my name being called.
“Lisa, Lisa!”
I turned around in surprise. It was the boy from my biology class. He came up to me and smiled.
“You left your English homework in tutor. Don’t wanna be losing stuff on the first day now, do you?”
I shook my head. Of course not. How could I have forgotten? I thanked the boy, but he doesn’t go away. I’m glad he doesn’t. He just stares at me for a while and suddenly breaks the awkward silence and introduces himself. As he does so I take him in.
His name is Liam. He has jet black hair and is about 6”1. He is muscular and an absolute dreamboat. All the girls are swooning over him, but he doesn’t seem to notice them. He seems really interested in me!
Suddenly a girl with beautiful blonde, bouncy hair runs up to him and has her hands around his neck before you can say ‘Mississippi’. I instantly feel insignificant like a fly in soup. This goddess wears pink blouses and miniskirts which show off her long, tan legs. Her feet are in sandals as pink as her top and I feel jealous of how beautiful she is. I look absolutely horrifying compared with her. I’m just wearing a plain black top and tight jeans and while her hair is bouncy and curled perfectly, mine is dead straight and I need to wear glasses just to see where I’m going.
“Oh my God! Liam I am so glad I found you. I have lost my hairbrush and was wondering if you’ve seen it. It’s the rose gold one not the silver one this time.” She moans into his ear.
He looks at me, rolls his eyes and takes her off his neck.
“You didn’t bring it to college today Maddison.” He told her and turned to me and walked us off. He walked to a bench and told me to sit down. He just stares at me. Then he says he’s looking for a study partner and would I be interested. Why would he want me? He doesn’t need much help in English, which is what he’s asking me to tutor him in. I mean for goodness sake he is in a higher-level class than me.
“I’m not sure what I could teach you considering you do a higher level than me.” I tell him and he just grins.
“You are very smart aren’t you, Lisa?” he tells me “I’m not actually in need of a study partner but I do want to ask you something. I have an interest in a girl but I’m not sure about asking her out because don’t know if she feels the same way.”
I look at him not believing what I just heard.
“Just look around you!” I tell him, motioning toward where everyone was watching us. “All the girls are practically dribbling at the sight of you. If they were men, there'd be erections left right and centre!” then I immediately regret that last part I said going bright red embarrassed with what I had just said to him.
He just smiles at me. God I love that smile. He gets little dimples in each of his cheeks. I can't stop staring at him.
"Why are you going red, princess?" He asks me knowing the answer.
I look at him debating whether to tell him. But I just go red again.
"You. You are just so freaking gorgeous." I mumble hoping he won't hear. But I see him through my peripheral vision and see him smiling from ear to ear.
"You know you are the only one to say that" he tells me.
I look at him shocked.
"You sure bouncy curls over there doesn't say it as you fall asleep?" I ask
He nods chuckling at me.
He puts his hand over mine on the bench and I revel in the pleasure of how it feels. When a man places his hand over yours all you feel is excitement and warmth and you feel loved.
"You like my hand over yours don't you?" He whispers sweetly in my ear.
I smile going bright red again. I finally muster up the courage to look him in the eyes and see his bright blue eyes looking at me and I feel like I just imagined him wink at me. Then he smiles and I'm sure I just imagined it. We talk a bit more then he walks me home. Considering I only live a few minutes away he walks with me lesuirely. As we walk he nudges my fingers and soon his hand wraps around mine. I love how controlled I feel. How casual he is with my hand. As we're walking he plays around rubbing my wrist and lacing our fingers all sorts of ways. I see bouncy curls walk up and she puts her hands on his chest and suddenly whispers something in his ears. I can see he is tired of her so I walk closer and hear what she's saying to him.
"I'll give you the time of your life. Just name ur price and it's yours. Though I doubt you can stay away. It's me after all. Your heart and soul."
I clear my throat and say to her
"Maddison, what a surprise to see you here. I wonder why? Maybe it's because you've been following us and stalking your crush. I wonder what campus will think when they hear about this? "
Although I say it meaning no threat she just rolls her eyes and winks at Liam. She saunters off trying to make her ass sway sexily but just looking like she crapped herself. We stifle our laughter. He unlinks our hands and puts his muscular arm around my shoulders. We get to my house and he hugs me and I love it and I don't want to let go but as he loosens I loosen feeling sad and deserted.
"Want another hug?" He asks sensing my sadness
I nod and cling to him like I'm never going to see him again.
"I'll see you tomorrow. " he says. He kisses me on the cheek softly and walks off whistling a happy tune. He stops looks back at me and winks. Then he's gone.
The next morning he comes round my house a couple minutes before I leave. I open the door to him and he smiles and holds his hand out. I take it but don’t move.
“Can I ask you something?” I ask him
“Of course beautiful. Ask away.”
I take a deep breath and decide to tell him what I really thought.
“I just don’t know why you bother. I’m not beautiful, rather I’m ugly. I’m not the type of girl that deserves a gorgeous guy like I you and I’m certainly not popular. “
“Do you want to be popular?” He asks
“I guess it would be nice. But it’s impossible. You’d never love me. I love you. I think you’re amazing but I’m not the type of girl that guys like you go out with. “ I tell him
“I’m not your stereotypical guy. I think you’re adorable. You’re definitely the type of girl I’d want to be with day and night. And as for being ugly that’s a word I never wanna hear come out of your mouth again. You’re nowhere near ugly. You’re so beautiful. I don’t know why you downgrade yourself but you need to stop OK. It’s not healthy darling. Now I need to ask a question of my own. May I?”
I nod still processing what he just told me kindly but firmly.
“I was wondering if you’d like to go out with me. I’m not just saying this to make you popular or to make you feel accepted. I know it seems fast but it feels right. You know what I’m sayin’?”
Tears glisten in my eyes. I hug him grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
“I’ll take that as a yes then!”
“Yes it’s a yes. Of course it’s a yes!” I scream.
We start walking to college campus holding hands like a couple that has been going out for ages. We’re not but it feels like I’ve known Liam for a long time not just 24 hours if that.
Once we get to college I suddenly see miss bouncy curls herself trotting over here and I tense up everywhere. Liam feels me tense and puts his hand on my back and starts telling me it’s OK. As MBS (miss bouncy curls) trots up to us and puts her hand on Liam’s chest I look at Liam and he nods. I go up to her.
“Excuse me, but I believe you’ve got your expensive manicured hand on my boyfriends amazing body. Please remove it.” I say calmly.
She looks at me in disgust.
I touch her shoulder and she suddenly snaps slapping me across the face and the shock makes me fall backwards in mud. “”
