Chapter 4

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Mia's P.O.V.

After school I went to the foster care place and did my math homework, which was really easy and then went to the mall. I had walked up there since I knew this part of town. Oliver had arrived just as I did.

"Hey Oliver."

"Hey Mia."

"Let's go walk around and get to know each other."

"Alright so do you have any brothers or sisters?" He asked.

"I have an older sister named Gemma who is in college and an older brother named Harry who is in One Direction. You?"

"First off your the sister of Harry Styles! I have a little sister named Ruby."

"Yeah I am but Harry didn't want me in the spotlight so that's why at school my last name isn't Styles and it's Brooks."

"You are gonna have to meet my little sister she will freak! She loves One Direction."

"Definitely. How old is she?"

"Six. So do you live with Harry."

"No, I did but he dropped me off at some foster care place and I think it is because he is on tour. At first I thought it was because he hated me or something around that but then I convinced myself it was because of his tour."

"I'm sorry to hear about that. Look my dad just texted I have to go home for football, but here is my number. Text me babe."

Did he really just call me babe? Oh my god! He is so cute. I want to date him so bad! Words can't explain how I feel. It's better than words! Oliver is so dreamy. Anyway, I had to go back because I have gymnastics practice. I had to wear my light blue leotard and hair in a high ponytail. I have the rest of the week to work on and perfect routines before the competition this Saturday.

My strongest event this competition is defiantly beam. In my beam routine I do a press to a front walkover side ariel, switch leap, full turn, double back handspring to a round off back layout. My floor I have to do a pose and go straight into a back extension front handspring, round off back handspring and a full twist, a turn, leap straight down and dramatically pull head back. For my vault I do a tsuk vault. Lastly, my bars I do a kip cast handstand, two free hip handstand connected, soul circle, jump to high, swing around, giant, giant, flyaway.

This seems like a lot of pressure and movements, but really it's not. After about two hours of practice I went back to the foster care. They made us eat all together in a huge cafeteria. I stay by myself and choose to not talk to people here. I don't want to be here in the first place so why should I have to associate with them. I know they must think I'm weird since I eat, sleep, school, and gymnastics without saying a word to anyone.

Anyway, I was about to go to my room when I got shocking news.

"Mia, Harry is on the phone."

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