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Fuck. Rowan is calling.

I've been trying to get on good terms with my parents for the past few days but they think I'm completely out of control. They feel as if I'm gonna combust and knive them. I would never do that...

So getting on my parents good side is one the highest things on my to-do list. I can't believe I even made a to-do list. Getting out of Rowan's house is the second thing on my list.

If I could I would go to Gracie's house, but since the embarrassing moment of me throwing my high self at Jimmy, I have no plans heading towards there.

I'm going to the amphitheater and ignoring Rowan's calls. I'll deal with him later.

When I get to the doors, I freeze. I don't know why but I freeze. I try to move but I can't...

Oh right, you're a fucking coward.

I take a huge breath and build the courage to walk in.

However, I don't see Beckett.

It's Mia.

"Mia?" I call out. She's sitting on the piano, the one Beckett practices with, and turns around. "Let's talk." She says.

"Okay." Is all I say.

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