Pretending to be an outcast

|Chapter 4| What dimension is this?!

Mia. Mia. Mia. I can hear someone chanting my name, but who. Its pitch black. Everything is still and peaceful and calm. Where am I? Have I gone blind?! Why is the world shaking. Am I even in my world? Is this a whole new dimension? What dimension is this?!

"MIA WAKE UP !!!!" Who is calling me? Did I die? Oh god I died! I'm too pretty to die!

"Where are we?"

"We are in Mia."

"We are inside of me?!"

"No, my car? Mia remember, I do believe we just settled on a name not too long ago."

"Oh yeah" I was finally coming to my surroundings and saw a building towering over me, and pretty much everyone else. I was already small standing at 5 feet and 3 inches. Compared to this building I felt like an ant.
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"What dimension did you take me to?" I asked looking around to see everyone going everywhere. Hairspray in giant clouds making me cough up a storm when I go by, the flash of cameras going off every second. Where the hell am I?

"We are in the dimension of modeling." Aiden said with a knowing smile.

"Why am I here? I don't want to be here. I can barely breath. The air feels so stuffy." I'm serious. There is hairspray everywhere! I am going to suffocate any second now. I'm walking carefully behind him making sure that I don't accidentally trip on anything knowing how accident prone I am.

"Well, beautiful you are going to be my assistant." This made me stop walking and all I could do was stare at him in shock, but to be honest i kind of saw it coming.

"You know what I saw this coming I was just hoping it wouldn't be true." I said to him once he realized I had stopped walking making him also stop and turn to me.

"Well, now you learned a lesson. Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst."

"That was actually very insightful of you." I didn't think something so thoughtful could come out of his mouth, every time he opened it only bull crap seemed to pour out.

"Yea well you aren't the only one who likes to read."

"Yeah well obviously there are millions of people in the world I know I'm not the only one. I just assumed you didn't. Wait how do you know I like to read?"

"I've seen you around school with multiple books in your hand. Usually a different book every week. Your nose is always in a book, you don't see that  very often anymore. Now books are being replaced by phones." I never noticed how much I read before until now. Reading was always just away for me to escape and I definitely didn't know others noticed. This would've make me blush if I was any other girl but thankfully that doesn't happen to me.  Plus even if I did blush it wouldn't be noticeable due to my tanned complexion.

"Yea I guess. Well, what do I have to do as your assistant?" Maybe this won't be so bad, he seems decent enough.

"Well, I need you to go get me a triple, venti, half sweet, non-fat, Caramel Macchiato from Starbucks." I think that is the most complicated drink I've ever heard of.

"All right that doesn't seem that bad, give me your keys." I say holding out my hand itching to drive that beauty downstairs. He takes a glance down at my hand and tips his head back and circles his arms around his waist as though in pain and  starts laughing uncontrollably.

"That was really funny. No, you're walking. Im not letting you drive my car." He says this after wiping away a tear from his eye. His reaction made me drop my hand and see that I was wrong about him being decent.