Way Back When (Elizabeth. O)

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Mia's POV:

Graduation Day

That feeling. It was back. Ever since Lizzie's birthday it was gone and it was smooth sailing from there, as it should have been. We were a part of one another. I know young love doesn't work out most of the time, but this was different. We were different.

But this is the day, if things were going to change. It would be today.

Right now, I was really scared. I was to give a speech in front of the parents and students because I finished top of my class. My plan was just to become a fashion designer, although I essentially could have been whatever I wanted (I was really smart but liked to be humble). But I've always been big on clothes, I think ever since I was little I've loved the '90's' look and fashion. I feel like I could accomplish a lot as a fashion designer, one day I plan to own my own company.

And besides, if I did become anything else like a lawyer or a surgeon, which mom wanted but wouldn't force, I would have been unhappy but made loads of money. But I'd much rather be happy with my job and what I do than have boatloads of money and hate my job. Lizzie told me... oh, wait Lizzie didn't tell me anything about what she wanted to do. MK and Ashley gave me the impression that she wanted to act like they did, but I've just realised that I have no idea what Lizzie is doing after high school.

I'm headed to the bathroom before I take the stage and give my speech. I'm normally so confident and comfortable speaking in front of people but today is a little different and I've got those butterflies in my stomach. I push the door to the ladies room open and see Liz leaning on a sink, her eyes blankly staring at herself in the mirror. Her makeup is a little smudged and it looks from over here like she's been crying.

"Babe, are you okay?" I ask as I slowly approach her, careful to not scare her. I looks like my efforts failed because she jumps at my voice and looks at me through the mirror, then turns around to look at me properly. She sighs before stepping towards me and pulling my waist into her chest and tugging my shoulders. "Is everything okay? What's wrong?" I ask as I pull away and look down at her tear stained cheeks.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Don't worry about me. You preparing for your speech?" She replies, trying to take the conversation away from her state , but there's no way I'm letting her steer the convo away.

"No, no, what's wrong Ellie? Where you crying? You can tell me." I say and pull her head closer to my chest. I know for a fact that she loves my hugs, mainly from the fact that she tells me all the time that she loves them. Evidently it makes her feel safe and 'in her own little bubble'. I am not complaining at all because she's adorable and she's never cold, so when I feel a little cold, I just cling onto her.

"No. Mia, I don't want things to change." She mumbles into my shirt, making my clothes, but that's the last thing on my mind.

"Hey, why would things change. I'm not going anywhere, and I'm guessing your not, so what's there to worry about?" I ask and kiss the top of her neatly curled hair, it smells of the fragrance that one of the sisters got her for her birthday. It's really nice.

I don't know why but as soon as I finish the sentence she starts to sob again and all I can think to do is be there. Whatever she feels I'm going to be there for her. If she wants to talk, she'll talk. If she doesn't, she won't and I'm going to respect that.

I hear the door open and Lizzie looks up from my chest and to the door of the bathroom. I do the same and my gaze lands on the girl that's walked through the door. Her name is Praia and she's the rich asshole of the school.