*Mia's POV*
Was he going to see Rylie? I am not going to believe it.
"Why don't you come in? We could watch a movie, and eat, and cuddle." I tell him.
He stutters for an answer, "Well, actually, my friend and I are going out to eat."
"Oh." I said, sadly, "Have fun." I opened my door, and stepped out.
"Umm, bye." I said, awkwardly, yet sadly.
"Bye." he said, and I closed the door before he drove away.
Is Jon cheating on me? I still won't believe it until I see it. I sigh, walking to the house. I go in, and Chelsea is still at the TV. I plopped next to her, and she took a look to me, "What's up with you?"
"Nothing." I shrugged, staring at the TV playing Full House.
"So, Troy asked me to go to dinner with him tonight. I am, and he should be here soon. Will you be okay here?
"Yeah, I'll be fine." I'd rather be alone any ways. But, I'll keep that thought to myself.
Chelsea smiled, before heading to the bathroom. There was a faint knock, and I stood, going to the door. I opened it, revealing Troy.
"Hey, Chelsea's just fixing her hair. Come on in." I said, letting him in.
"Thanks, Mia." There was awkward silence, "How's it going with Jon?" he asked.
"Alight, it's fine. Perfect. Grand, swell. " I stopped, awkwardly pausing, "It's great." I finally stopped, and he nodded.
"Alrighty then." Troy says, and thankfully Chelsea comes out.
"Hey, Troy." Chelsea went to him, and they exchanged a kiss.
"Have fun." I mumbled, before heading to my room. I sat in my bed, and hid under the covers.
About an hour later, I got a text. Chelsea texted me asking if Jon and I are okay.
I responded with yes, and she sent me a picture of Jon and Rylie eating together in the restaurant, obviously having a great time.
I turned my phone off, and got my laptop. Getting on YouTube, I watched some of Joey and some of Tobuscus, trying to make myself feel better.
It worked for a while, until I decided to go to sleep.
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I woke up, and got up. I checked my phone, and I had no good morning texts from Jon.
I left to the kitchen, and made myself some breakfast. Chelsea came in, "Hey, you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I sat down, eating slowly.
"So what happened between you and Jon?" she asked.
"I don't even know, one minute we were happy, and the next he was all secretive about going to see Rylie." I said, frustrated.
"Oh." Chelsea said, and it remained quiet for a while, "I'm going to the mall later, wanna come?"
"Yeah, I guess." I agreed, finishing my cereal. I put the bowl in the sink, and left back to my room.
Checking my phone, I found no new texts from Jon. I sighed, and got ready.
We arrived at the mall, and went in. Chelsea drug me to a shop, and I just moped behind her.
"Why are we in the shoe store?" I asked, as she drug me through the store.
"We are buying Heelys and we're gonna ride around." She said, appearing at the correct isle, as if she'd been here before.
