The Lindsay Dimples - [Linstead] ✓

1. - If You Were Here, I'd Never Have A Fear

This chapter is dedicated to Lamb, erinsbullet , who guessed the title and is always there when we need her #BurritoCoffeeRules linsteadsunit love you as well<33.

"Mia! Get up already!"

I groaned into my pillow then slowly got up and dragged myself out of my room.

"Aren't you dressed yet?"

"Morning Mia!" Aria said excitedly. "Can you braid my hair?"

"Mom. Stop being so hysterical. I have plenty of time." I said while braiding Aria's brown hair. I finished quickly, since her hair wasn't very long.

"School starts in like, half an hour. And I need to take Aria too."

"Dad will drive me." I shrugged my shoulders as I poured cereal and milk (yes, simultaneously) into my - okay, Oli's - Nemo bowl.

"Dad's been at work for a couple of hours now. If you don't get ready in 2 minutes you're gonna have to take the train or ask Oli to take you."

"Fine." I really wasn't in the mood.

"You better not be late on the first day of school." mom said with a warning look.

"Mm-hmm." I mumbled while staring through the window, chewing my cereal.

She took her phone and car keys, took Aria's hand and with that they were out the door.

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I went to the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were still forest green, just like mom's. My cheeks were still lightly freckled - not as much as Oli's, though. My hair - ugh, I hated my hair. It was something between red and light brown, like Uncle Will's (well truth to be told I had dark red hair but wouldn't admit it to myself). Why couldn't my hair be like Oli's, Aria's, mom's or dad's? Damn these Halstead genes. It was quite straight, maybe wavy at moments, kinda like mom's.
I guess my dimples were still there, but I didn't bother to smile and make sure.
I pulled on some black ripped jeans and a hoodie with a band logo on it. I tied my hair in a messy bun (or was it a ponytail? I don't know, they were quite short so you couldn't tell) and put on some mascara and drew black eyeliner under my eyes. I usually didn't use much makeup because I was kinda okay with my face. I pulled on two different socks and put on my old Vans. I took my backpack and went into Oli's room.

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"Oli," I shook his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"What?" he asked with an annoyed, sleepy voice.

"Could you drive me to school, please?" I asked with my arms crossed.

"I could." he said and burried his face in his pillow again.

"So?"

"But that doesn't mean I will."

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "And you were supposed to be the nice kid in our family. Nice my ass." I punched his shoulder and headed towards the door. "Fine, I'll take the train. I bet mom and dad are gonna be thrilled when I tell them how nice you were."

Just as I was about to walk out, I heard him groan "Fine. But just today."

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