Once In A Life Time

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"Thank you for letting me stay here."

I tell Mia's mom as I stand in their living room.

"You're welcome. Although we don't have another bed."

"It's okay, I don't mind sleeping on the floor."

"You will not be sleeping on the floor."

Mia says, joining the conversation.

"I seriously don't mind."

"No. You aren't sleeping on the floor."

Mia says sternly, and her mom laughs. We both look at her.

"I'm sorry for laughing, you guys are fighting like siblings over what? If he sleeps on the floor ?"

She says, laughing again. I then chuckle because that is a pretty ridiculous thing to argue about.

"Come on we gotta get you settled in."

Mia says.

We go upstairs to her room. She grabs my bag of clothes and pours them out on her bed. My stained, too-small clothes fall out on her bed. I stand there awkwardly. She moves to her dresser, removes some of her clothes, and puts them in a basket.

"Okay the drawers on the left side are yours and the right side is mine. I'll also divide the closet so it would be the same. Left yours, right mine."

I can't help but smile at how generous her and her mom are. It makes me want to cry because I have never had this before.

"Thank you. It means a lot you're doing this for me."

"It would be nice to have someone around who isn't my parents."

She says, laughing.

"Plus, I always wanted a sibling."

"Well that makes two of us."

I tell her.

"Well this works out perfectly."

She says, and we laugh.

*ONE WEEK LATER*

Monday, June 30th

It is now Monday again.

Mia and I spent the past week working out together. She has been training me a lot, and I'm enjoying it—besides the soreness at the end of the day. Mia drives us to school every morning, and we walk to class together. We also hang out together at lunch, where she occasionally wrestles me. She always wins, too. She's short but intense. It's refreshing to have someone I can talk to.

We've been rearranging the room and getting to know each other better. Mia has been trying to get me to open up more on a personal level, but I just can't.

I learned something about her, though. She wants to become an MAA fighter, which explains all the equipment in her backyard. She enjoys comedy movies; her favorite is any Tyler Perry movie. I found out her mom's name is Kayla, and her dad is overseas in the military, so she doesn't see him much. But his name is Keith.

Mia told me she had always wanted a sibling, but since her dad was always overseas, her parents decided not to have another child so the child wouldn't experience an absent parent. But Mia said there has to be another reason: she feels like she's experiencing an absent parent. I just nodded my head in understanding.

On the weekend, they took me shopping, which I didn't want to do because of guilt, but Mia can be persuasive. Kayla offered me a phone, but I would rather keep my mom's. So they just added my mom's phone to their phone plan. I also have both their numbers, and they have mine. We are currently in Mia's car, driving to school.