Minnesota's California

We had just moved from Minnesota. I had been in love there. But moving to California was difficult. But, to explain my story, would



mean to start from the beginning. But why start from the beginning? When you can start from the middle of the end. But I’ll start from



the beginning.



 

  Car rides. Usually long, boring, and so not fun. With being in the car, which was going up and down way to many times, I felt



nauseous. I also couldn’t stop thinking about Heather. Heather. Heather. My one true love. I love her so much, I’d die just to see her



again. But where would I be seeing her from? Heaven, or Hell? As I swoop my hair back by moving my head, I noticed my face was



wet with a drop of love. A tear. A tear for Heather. I realized we’re there, so I swoop my hair one more time and open the car door. I



can smell the fresh pine. This winter of 2007 will be cold, but enjoying. My new home. Surrounded by pinewood, far from civilization,



but what’s that over there? A house? A house! I am freakin’ pissed off. There was only one thing I would be happy about when I moved



away from Minnesota, the quietness of the forest, where I could escape and just think. But a house?! God must really love me now. 



As I made my way through the forest, following my mom’s orders, I knocked on our new neighbor’s door. I was surprised who opened



up. A beautiful young girl about my age. But she had wavy blonde hair and Uggs. I stuttered while trying to get out a hi. At that



moment I forgot all about Heather. But I was focused on this beautiful young women standing in front of me.





“Hello, you must be our new neighbors. I’m Leah. And you are?” Wow was all I could say, her voice was as soft as an angels.



“H-h-hi.”



“Oh I understand from your looks. Shaggy-ash-brown hair, 5'10", and you’re a boy. So, hello Dylan.”



I just flashed her a smile that I obviously had been saving just for her.



“Oh. Um, my mom wanted me to give this to you and your family.”



“Oh! Why thank-you very much.” excitedly exclaimed Leah.





I was sure that she loved wrapped gifts. I just nodded and walked through the snow back to our big log cabin. Wow! She was even



prettier than Heather. But my mind would stay focused on Heather, or there’s always plan B... Have Leah wait, at least until I let



Heather down easily.





When I picked out my room, I quickly unpacked and picked out some pants and a brown jacket. Yay. There’s nothing better than



going furniture shopping with my anxious family.









Ikea? Who would name a place Ikea? See, in our small town in Minnesota, there’s no “Ikea”. SO I just shrugged my shoulders and



wondered off.





There’s nothing like walxting. Walking and Texting. So, as I was walxting, I bumped into someone.  I was stunned.





“Hey Leah. Wha-What are you doing here? And why are you texting like me?”



“Oh hi Dylan. Oh I’m texting my friend, Jennifer. I’m just looking for a new room theme. It’s my annual change-up-my-room thing.



What’s going on?”



“Oh just house-decorating-shopping. Well I’ll-“



“I’ll come with you. If that’s ok...” Oh of corse it’s ok my little Leah



“Yeah it’s cool. I’m decorating my room snow-board theme,”



And so we went. Wandering around Ikea looking for a blue snow board theme. She was the fun type. She was the nice type. She was



my type. Oh what am I saying? I can’t cheat on Heather. Or can I?









As we said our goodbyes, we ended up giving her a ride home. Her! Why her?! I just put my headphones on and blasted Green day. I



mean, it doesn’t make sense. I love her, but I don’t want her in my life 24-7! Whatever. I just rolled my eyes and rolled down the



window. A cold frost came in through the window. This reminded me of Minnesota. But when someone said California, I thought of



beaches, and sun; but this was northern California. Where the sun shines just as bright as the snow. Well here we were. Her family



was at our house, we were having dinner together, and soon it would end up that we would be sipping hot chocolate by the fire as if



we’ve known each other for years. I helped unpack and just took my stuff and started setting up my room.









What’s cool about my room is there’s painted mountains on the side like a ski-slope. It was every snow boarder’s dream. I moved the



mattress onto the bed and but the sheets over it.





When I finally finished decorating, my room looked perfect.





“Wow. You did a pretty nice job,” I jumped at the light little voice.



“Oh. Thanks.” Leah went to my bed and sat down. What’s up with this girl? I just stood at the door just staring into her clear blue



eyes, and watched as her eyes soon wandered from mine, looking around my newly decorated room.



“Well I’m going to go help with dinner,” she smiled. I smiled back. How could I be mad at her? Her and her lovely ways.







After dinner and the dishes were done, Leah wandered into my room. She was obviously waiting for me when I got in, she closed the



door. And put her hands on her hips. I knew what she was thinking. Well I had an idea. She locked the door and sat on the bed. I just



stared at her then sat next to her. What the hell did she think she was doing? I was not going to get into a relationship of which I was



not ready for the next level. She put her head on my shoulder and looked up at me. She closed her eyes and her lips somehow met



mine. What the hell was I doing? I had a girlfriend, but it’s not like she would ever know. But oh well. So she backed up on my bed and



motioned me to come. I prowled over there and started kissing her. We were united. Tied as one. But once I realized what I was doing.





I pulled apart. I ran to the door and unlocked it. I turned around and found out she was smiling at me. She was obviously enjoying



herself. And she even knew I had a girlfriend! Well damn. This was just perfect. My new girlfriend making me feel dangerous, in a



horrible way that should be illegal. I just walked out side my room and started a fire in the fire place. I sat down in front of the fire and



just watched the flames burst with joy of being lit. Thinking. that’s what I was doing. I was just daydreaming and thinking. Then a soft



hand started rubbing my shoulder. I knew who it was and I was waiting for an apology. She knew I had a girlfriend, but I guess my



charm just couldn’t keep her away.  Ok I’m kidding about that. I have no charm. I just attract girls in a strange yet odd way. Well



whatever. I just sighed and went to bed.







When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised not to find a little used-to-be angel in my bed. As I walked into the kitchen, there



she was. All alone. I told her that I was sorry about what had happened last night and this was her reply:



“What thing? No thing happened last night.”



Well great. This would be a difficult relationship.