eight; the road trip to LA

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Mia's P.O.V
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A lot has happened in these past couple of days. I feel like a new person. I'm free of all the baggage I let drag me through my life. I am a new woman.
Say good bye to the old Mia. The Mia who enjoyed books, pretty flowers and caramel frappuccino's. I now enjoy new things. The smell of my dead, rotting, enemies, fluorescent apparel, sharp, satisfying knives and rom-coms.

I grab my new Nike duffle bag and shove Luke into it. His feet are poking out, revealing his signature black vans, the bottoms are now slightly tinted red. I assume it's blood, but then I remembered no blood was even involved in his death! Probably leftover tomato sauce from the meat pie I ate earlier.
I heave the heavy bag onto my shoulder and head towards my new, white van. The walk is only a couple hundred metres, however I am drenched in sweat... I have become really unfit. Maybe I should head to the gym first lol.
Then I remember. The memory flashes in my mind. The memory of me using my magic, to knock out everybody at Luke's funeral.
I pondered. What else could I use my magic for? Could I use it to restore all the good back to the world? Nah, that's a task for another day. Perhaps, another life. Instead, I could use my magic to murder the rest of 5sos, and their family. But that can wait.
My first destination is the Team 10 house.
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I arrive at the gate of the mansion. I am welcomed by Nick Crompton, he waves to me as I enter, carrying Luke on my shoulders. Nick's collar was certainly poppin!
"We have been expecting you, Mia" he told me.
"You have?" I ask
"Certainly. We have been watching you for a long time, Mia. We have watched you grow and change. We have seen you at your strongest, as well as your weakest" he said mysteriously "follow me".
He gestured towards the entrance of the house. We walk over to the doormat, both standing on it awkwardly. I'm surprised that we both fit, as we are both quite large. We stand in silence for a moment. I'm very confused as to what we are doing, but I don't question it. Then all of a sudden, a voice sounding very similar to Jake Paul's except it sounds very robot like says "welcome".
The doormat lowers, as if we are in an elevator, and we go down. It is slow at first, but then all of a sudden we plummet down at the speed of light.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2017 ⏰

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