Mia's P.O.V.
Sighing, I put some files in my organizer before shaking the hand of the Head of Advertisement. This guy sucks. His ideas are too cliché and old. I can't wait 'til I really get my hands in this business. Maybe I'll handle advertising. I looked at the clock on the wall. I still have an hour and a half before my night class.
Yes, I'm already a senior. One more school year before I begin my independent life. Hmm. My independent life. I wonder what's in store for me. For Carson and me. I told myself that I would start small. No financial help from my family unless needed. I wanna do this myself. Thinking that I will be a teacher and be in the family company...is hard stuff. Time management is the key. I can do this.
Man was this training boring! I wanna sleep during his sessions! I got out of my office and on the elevator down to the lobby.
I slid in my Porsche and started driving to school. How I loathe night classes. I took a quick stop at Starbucks to grab me and Carson a mocha latte. Maybe this would help. These are the days that I would just want to go to sleep for hours and hours.
I was almost at school when my phone vibrated. I know it's risky to look at it while driving, but it was a text from Carson.
'Not going to school today <3' why is he not going?
'Why??!! :P'
'Too sleepy. I blame you for making me go to night shift :))'
'I didn't force you, dummy xxx'
More caffeine for me then.
Carson didn't even text back. Did he really fall asleep? That is just unfair! After class, I didn't bother to visit him anymore, so I just drove home and slept as soon as I got changed.
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Carson's P.O.V.
Threats, threats, threats everywhere! All of them from Claire! Everyday, every night. What does she want from me?
I tried calling her from her number way back when, but there wasn't an answer. Seems that she has a new number. I should change mine before she can flood my inbox or do prank calls.
I didn't go to school tonight because I called my lawyer to ask for an advice with this case. He said that if nothing really that bad happens, then the coast is clear, she's stable to go near me and Mia. But if she does one single move on us, that's it, I'm filing a restraining order.
I just can't risk my life, especially Mia's. She doesn't know any of these because I didn't want her to get upset and worry much. And we all know what happens when she worries too much.
---one week later---
I had Mia over because I told her to. I was having my friends over and they wanted to have Mia along. We were gonna watch some football games, but Mia isn't a huge fan, so she wanted to cook something instead for the boys and me instead.
She cooked Spicy Buffalo Wings, and some Potato Salad in my kitchen. She knew what the boys would want, and I'm surprised that they all get along well.
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Mia's P.O.V.
Football...ugh. But at least I get to tease or nag Carson's friends when they get here. Dylan is the our closest out of Carson's three friends. I don't know, there's something brother material to him and Carson.

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For Better or For Worse
Teen Fiction**EDITING** One True Love? Meet, Mia Cordova. A rich, young girl who lives alone in her mansion. The people around her call her "Little Miss Perfect" in a good way because she is smart, beautiful and talented. But she has a problem. Well, Mia's neve...