Chapter 1
Mia<3
Mia is the shy and quiet girl. Guys all want her but they don't come and talk to her. They hide out in the shadows of the school building they accommodate everyday.
Mia never shows interest when certain ones come to her and tell her they like and want her. She just doesn't care.
Mia's five foot eight frame, brown curly hair, and brown eyes are a significant factor of why dudes want/ like her so much.
Her hair stops just below her shoulders in its curly state. Her brown eyes have specks of green in them making them shine brighter in the sun, and her height, she gets from her dad.
So that's not really important.
Opening the school doors of Maiden High, she's clad in a pair of black jeans and a black Nike sweater with her black cats.
Her books are sat in her Michael Kors shoulder bag as she walks to her locker and undoes the lock.
She feels the stares on her as she does so but doesn't acknowledge them. It's the same process every single day.
Nothing ever happens though. They all just stare. She's been used to it since freshman year when she first started with her brother.
Her brother who is the reason for the stares.
Her brother plays on the basketball team. They've won every game they've had so far and all the guys hang at their house. With her included.
They all see her as a little sister to them (even if some of them are the same age as her) but she doesn't mind it.
Now for the stares she receives everyday, there's another reason for that.
In her sophomore year, she dated this guy who was a known player. At the time she didn't know that and fell under his little thumb and became known to the school thanks to him wanting to show her off.
Now every one just stares because the guy wants her even more now and everybody knows that.
She knows that too but she's not going back. Especially if she likes girls now anyway.
Closing her locker and putting the lock back on it, she sighs and walks to her first period which is math. She doesn't particularly hate the class but what they learn in it.
The whole y=mx+b thing gets annoying to her.
Sitting down in the back of the class, she grabs her computer from her bag and sets it on the desk along with her notebook.
She checks her Apple Watch and sees the bell is about to ring making her take out her beats and put them on her head.
She watches as people scatter in the classroom, picking seats and sticking their butts in the seat just as the teacher walks in the minute the bell rings.
"Good monday morning everyone!" Mrs. Harris calls out to everyone. They don't reply but instead give a nod of acknowledgment.
"Today we have a new student coming in so we're going to do introductions then we're going to start for the day. Until then do whatever just don't be loud and getting up."
The class starts talking right after she gets done talking.
Mia goes on her computer, putting the passcode in and going to play music. Her music varies a lot depending on her mood or who she's around.
Take her mom for instance, her mom likes r&b so she has a playlist for that. And for herself. Her brother likes rap, so she has a playlist for that along the lines of herself.
Her playlist is just a little more ghetto along the lines of every thing else. We're talking about lil Kayla, JayDaYoungan, 9lokknine, Kodak black, Pooh Shiesty, lil loaded, etc.
It's a long list.
She lifts her face from her screen when the door to the class opens and in walks a girl with bone straight hair that stops above her waist. She's holding a paper in her left hand while her right holds the strap of her bag.
"Ah Ms. Sinclair I assume?" The teacher questions as she stands from her desk and takes the girls paper out her hand. "Nice to meet you sweetie."
"Class this is Megan Sinclair. She just moved here from California. Please do a good job at making her feel welcomed into our school. Megan please go sit next to Mia in the back. Mia raise your hand."
Since Mia can't hear her, she reads her lips and raises her hand. She does that a lot. She'll zone out and read the persons lips or she'll have loud music blasting through her headphones making her not able to hear what that person is saying so she'll read their lips.
The new student–Megan–walks between the desk before sitting down in the seat beside her's. Her perfume wafts between them making Mia smell the vanilla scented smell.
When she gets situated in the desk, Mia looks in her direction discreetly, looking at her.
Her brown eyes are coated with thick voluminous false lashes. On her nose are two piercings (a stud and a septum) which complements her brown skin that's glowing.
Mia's eyes drift to her outfit, analyzing how the light blue baggy jeans hug her thighs to perfection even though they're baggy. Her grey sweatshirt hoodie peeking out of the brown north face puffer jacket and then down to her feet, where a pair of fresh, non creased white Air Forces lay.
On her head sits a pair of beats.
"Alright class..." The sound of her teachers voice has her snapping out of her dazing and looking towards the board.
With a sigh and a clear of her throat, she grabs her pencil out her bag and begins writing the work that's presented on the board.
Without her noticing, Megan was staring at her from her peripheral as she watched her look over her. She wanted to grin out of triumph but held it in, seeing as she didn't know the girl.
And that it was her first day. But she was sure about one thing, Mia was going to be her first friend.
And she was sure of it.
