Mia

Song: Geronimo by Sheppard

“So who’s the cutie you were flirting with?”

“Not now Sam, please.” I groaned.

She turned round, propped herself at my workstation and smiled. “Yes now girl!” she lightly pushed my arm. “Give me the details Mia! I finally see you actually flirting with a guy and not looking like you wanna punch him the face.”

I chuckled. “That’s because I did that the other day.”

“You flirted with him?”

“No, I punched him!”

Sam sighed a little too loud for my liking. “Mia, Mia, Mia.”

I groaned, putting down my icing bag and glared at her, feeling my face get hotter with each second. “He’s just a guy at my school that happened to come in for some coffee. That’s all Sammy, why do you have to over analyze everything?”

Her smile widened. “Because I know my little cousin.”

“You’re only older by a few months!”

“That’s not the point sweetie.” She waved off my comment and continued. “You like the guy. For the first time in my whole life I see Mia with a crush, purposely flirting, and, “ she got close to my face. “Are you blushing?”

“I am not blushing!” I screamed at her.

“You are! You’re so blushing right now, even your ears are red!” she pointed out.

I grabbed the icing bag and squeezed some out at her face. “I am not!”

She screamed at the sudden contact, took my other bag and squeezed out the white icing at my chest. The game was on, icing bags as our weapons, we circled around each other like two old western men about to have a shoot out.

“You’re going to tell me Mia,” Sam said, her hand twitching.

My fingers itched to squeeze the bag. “There’s no way in hell.”

We both screamed a battle cry and attacked. Trying to hold each other down with one hand, we squeezed blue and white icing all over ourselves, going for a record. I aimed for her chest as Sam went for my face and hair. It didn’t last long before we were out of icing, rushing to different sides of the kitchen to fill up with more ammo and firing once again, this time with pink and green.

“What the hell are you two doing?!”

We stopped in the middle our battle to find an evil demon. Her hair was crazy, teeth sharp as she panted and a dark aura loomed around her, growing bigger with each step she took towards us. That demon was my beloved Aunty. “You girls are big trouble now,” she growled.

Sam and I looked at each other sharing a knowing stare before locking ours eyes back at my aunt. We turned our bodies at the monster, taking our own steps towards the danger.

“Ready!” Sam shouted. We lifted our icing guns.

“Aim!” Pointing our guns at the monster, I watched her foot step back a bit. “Fire!”

“For freedom!!!” I screamed and we ran towards my aunt, squeezing our bags, covering her with as much icing before making our escape into the front of the bakery, taking opposite directions as we heard my aunt scream a battle cry of her own.

“You two are dead meat when I get my hands on you!”

We ran around the shop, twisting around tables and people, making sure not to knock any beverages onto anyone and laughing as a grown woman covered in pink and green tried to capture us. Sam ran out the shop with my aunt hot on her heels as I skidded under one of the tables. I quickly crawled through the few jointed tables back to the back kitchen to find my abandoned icing bag. Filling it up one last time, I came back out with more ammo to defend myself.

“Mia what are you doing?”

I turned around to find Lucas still sitting at the table I left him at, two empty coffee cups sitting near him. He must have ordered another cup. “I’m getting ready for the demon to come back.” It wasn’t until I started talking that I realized I was short of breath.

Lucas raised an eyebrow at me. “Do you mean your aunt?”

I smiled at him. “Yep!”

“Why are you calling your aunt a demon?”

I pointed my bag at him. “Thou have no right to question a warrior on a mission, citizen!” I boasted.

“Thy see no warrior here!” he exclaimed, using a very similar tone as me. “Thy simply see a maiden in danger of a beast!”

Oh no he didn’t! “Then thou is blind for thy am a warrior of icing village ready to slay thy beast!”

He stood from his seat and gave me a long stare. “Then shall I challenge thou to a duel?”

“Oh ho! As if thy can be defeated by a simple mortal man!” I poked him with my icing bag.

Lucas stepped closer. “Oh I think I can do more than defeat you Mia.”

I scoffed. “And what’s that?”

He gave me a hard stare, stepping so close our chests almost touched and he leaned down so our eyes were level. “I think I can steal your heart.”