Mia Thompson is only a girl of sixteen struggling to find a way out of the dark hole that is her life. Suffering through endless panic attacks and broken trust, Mia builds a tough exterior to hide her sensitivity from others.
One day, a young couple...
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Mia's POV
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I wake up at 5 am with a start and groan when I realize I'm still in my clothes from earlier today. I sleepily sit up and try to kick my shoes off with whatever energy I have to spare.
I look down and rub my eyes as a light headache settles in my head. My bed is fully made and I don't remember passing out fully clothed at all.
I can't be asked to remove all the pillows from my bed and pull back the sheets, so I faceplant back into my made bed and curl up shivering instead.
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"Mia, wake up!"
I feel my eyebrows knit into a frown as I hear a familiar voice speaking way too loudly. I crack an eye open and see Josh stood next to me, shaking my shoulder frantically.
"What's going on-" I mumble, sitting up and rubbing my eyes.
"I woke you up an hour ago to be ready for the Sidemen shoot, Mia! We have to go in five minutes, literally!"
Josh's voice is too loud for me right now and he isn't helping my headache at all. He looks annoyed and I feel guilty for stressing him out so much. He's been under so much pressure this week with work and although I don't recall him waking me up an hour ago, I nod and apologize.
"Mia, get up now and get ready. I don't have time for all this, especially this morning"
I look up at him in surprise. I've never seen Josh be so frantic like this before. He's usually so calm and collected.
"What are you doing?" Josh sighs, gently pulling me out of bed by my hand. "Move. Now!"
Josh shakes his head as he leaves my bedroom, shutting the door on the way out. I sigh but do feel bad for delaying him. This isn't fair of me to make him late for work.
I sit on the edge of my bed and breathe out as my headache gets worse, pounding against my skull painfully. I try to find the strength to stand up but feel dizzy when I do. I feel nauseous and have to sit down again.
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I just about make it to my closet and get changed quickly a few minutes later. I pull on sweats, a sports bra, a flannel and shoes.
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I quickly apply eyeliner and false eyelashes, leaving the rest of my face bare. I've been blessed with the clearest of skin, so I don't have to wear foundation much.
