Living next to the Bad Boy [SUPER MAJOR EDITING]
"Mia," Mom suddenly speaks up, her voice honey coated sweet but I straighten abruptly at that tone. I know this tone very well. This is the deadly tone, exclusive to mothers. "Don't you have something to say to this young lad over here?" It takes me a moment to comprehend her words. "Oh." I say. "Oh... Um," I nervous...