On the way to Mia's I was gripping the steering wheel tighter than usual. I barely talked to her but god I was just so annoyed. As I pushed the speed limit, I glanced at Mia and she didn't say anything but the slightly scared look on her face softened me and I slowed down.
"Uh this is it right here. The white one." She says pointing to a pretty decently large white house. It had pretty gardening in the front yard with green bushes and multi colored flowers.
"This is nice Mia. What do your parents do?" I ask as we unbuckle our seat belts. She cutely smiles and I can tell she's flattered.
"My dad is just a construction worker and my mom is a pediatric nurse. We do pretty well financially." We get out the car and walk up the stairs. I noticed as we get closer that some of the flowers were dying.
"My mom used to love this garden but recently she's hasn't had the motivation to care for it." She shrugs. I didn't ask why her mom had no motivation. Mia leads me into the house and I see her dad on the couch watching football with a can of bear in his hand.
"Dad." She calls, he doesn't respond or looks up. I can tell that embarrassed her.
"Dad, this is my friend I was telling you about. Her name is Zendaya." It takes him a second but he sits up slightly and looks up at us standing there. His stare was pretty cold and dry to say the least.
"How are you, sir? It's nice to meet you." I politely greet him with a small smile. He ignores me.
"What's she doin here?" His voice was raspy and low. She blushes.
"Just working on a school project together. Come on." She tucks her hair behind her ear not looking at me. Her dad was staring me down like a hawk. Like I was going to do something bad to his daughter. It was really weird.
We get up to the hallway and there's an open door next to her bedroom door. In the room was a bed in the middle of the room with dark blue covers. Posters of models in bikinis and famous football players. Clothes and shoes scattered around the floor. Mia noticed me looking into the room and goes to close the door.
"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snoop in. Not my business." I take a step away from the door.
"No it's-its fine just-. It's m-my brothers room." She stutters and her voice sounds a little shaken. I look at her worried. She walks me into her bedroom not saying anything else about her brother so I just drop it seeing that it really upset her.
I can't help but wonder what happened though.
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Our little secret (Zendaya fanfic)
Teen FictionNo one knows that Zendaya likes girls. Everyone hates Mia because she likes girls.