Lilac Skies

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     Mia Calhoun never believed she was anything but ordinary. She was shy growing up and in third grade, she realized she would never be anything but the slightly overweight and quiet girl when her very first crush broke her young heart. 

     Getting through elementary school was not as simple for Mia as it was for the normal children. She had been accused of bullying in fifth grade and by sixth, most of the girls had already had a boyfriend. 

    Her Seventh-grade year, her parents made the decision to homeschool her when her mother's factory shut down and her and her parents were stuck staying with her Aunt and Uncle. She didn't mind living with them, but she missed her companion, a white mini schnauzer named Gabe. He was her only true friend at the time, and he couldn't even live with her until they got their own place. 

     By Eighth grade, Mia was determined to be re enrolled in actual school. The principle made her test into classes, to see where homeschooling had affected her learning, and to everyone but Mia's surprise, she tested well into the Eleventh-grade level. 

     Mia knew she was smart. She had discovered a knack for English and writing pretty early on in her childhood. The stories she could pull out of nowhere was astonishing, except for the one she told her neighbors when she was 8. 

      She loved reading and writing because she could feel herself become lost in the fantasy worlds, being saved by the knight in shining armor every time, and him falling head over heels for her. 

     It wasn't until the middle of her first year back into the school system that a boy even paid her attention. He was a redhead named Callen and Mia found herself to be drawn more to the bad boy types rather than what the knights in her stories would be.

     Callen smoked cigarettes and hung out at the apartments her friend Lindsey lived at. Mia found herself staring at him, teasing him whenever he would come over to Lindsey's and him teasing her back. 

     So, they started "dating" or at least that's what everyone at the age of 13 called it. He was her first boyfriend. He would wait for her at her locker every period, taking her hand in his and walking her to her next class, even if that meant his was two stories down from hers and he would surely be late. 

     Callen had decided he was going to be Mia's first kiss. He didn't know how to tell her that exactly, so one afternoon waiting for the buses to arrive, he cornered her by the gym, and just went for it. 

     Mia was thrilled he wanted to kiss her. She never thought anyone would want to kiss the girl with weird glasses, a little overweight and who was always shy. 

     But when the kiss happened, Mia felt nothing. No sparks like she always read about in her books, no desire to do it again. Nothing. She felt nothing. And she swore to herself that she would never do that again until the person and moment were exactly right for her. 

    Fast forward to 10th grade. Mia had found in High school, boys would come and go in her life. She was already dating the third boy of her lifetime, and he was becoming a little too pushy for her. 

     "Come on, I need you," he would tell her. She would always turn him down, believing that when the time was right for her to lose her virginity, she would know. It was never right with him. 

    The third breakup was the hardest of her life. Mia found herself making new friends with people she would have never placed herself with before. She always had that voice in the back of her head, warning her to stop what she was doing, to stop going down the path she was going down, but Mia shoved that voice into a deep hole of her mind, drowning it out with weed, alcohol and friends who she didn't even know if they really cared about her at all.