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4 years ago...



"Why look who it is Fiona", Hailey teased.
"Hm? Oh right, it's Ms. Goody Two-Shoes", grinned Fiona.


"Hey Mya!" said Hailey excited.
"It's Mia", I corrected them.
"Whatever, did you our homework?" asked Fiona.
"I'm sorry?" I said confused.
"We told you to do our Algebra homework yesterday. Hello?" Hailey badgered.
"Yeah Marie, get with the program", ordered Fiona.


"Sorry, I must've forgotten to do it girls", I apologized.
I did forget to do it, I had many other things on my mind.
"What? You forgot?" said Hailey.
"You know what happens to people that forget about me?" questioned Fiona.
"No?" I said.
"They lose things. In your case how about those fugly blue glasses you're wearing?" Fiona stared.
What? No way, I can't see a thing without my glasses.


I jolted for the classroom, hoping that a teacher would be lying inside so that I could shake them off.
"Mi-"
I think I heard someone about to say my name until I ran straight into them.
I collided right in front of the doorway with my books and glasses flying out everywhere.


"Mimi! What are you doing? Are you okay?" asked a familiar voice.
"Taylor?" I assumed.
"Why lookie here, another loser", laughed Hailey.
"Hey rich girl, want to join in the fun?" pestered Fiona.
I heard a loud crunch sound. Did she just purposely step on my glasses?
"Taylor? Can you help me find my glasses?" I asked.
I didn't hear a reply from her, perhaps it wasn't Taylor after all.


"Wow, how pathetic!" Hailey snickered, "Look, she's crawling away".
"Some friend, she just left you lying there", Fiona laughed.
Was that really Taylor? Why didn't she help me?
"Yo! Tweedledee and Tweedledum, quit bothering her already. I can hear you two from down the hallway" said a boy.
"We're only having fun, don't be a Debbie Downer", smiled Hailey.
"Yeah, third period is so boring", said Fiona.
"I don't care, find a new enjoyment that doesn't involve tormenting people. Or else I'm going to start tormenting you", he ordered.


"Why do you always have to ruin the fun?!" whined Hailey.
"Fine, She wasn't that fun to bug anyways", said Fiona storming off.
"Good, now shoo", he said waving his hands.
Who is this guy? He just ordered them away in a snap.
I watched as he got on his knees to shuffle my things together for me.
"You're lucky your hot", said Hailey.
"Nice legs, Fiona", he smirked.
"Shut up, pervert", Fiona said.


He turned his head in my direction, "Are you okay?" he asked me.
I couldn't see his face at all, my vision was at it's worst without my glasses.
The only thing that I could make out, was that his hair was just as long as mine.
"Ugh..yes", I replied.
"Don't mind those two, they're just a bunch of brats", he laughed.
"It's okay, I'm used to it", I said.


"Do you see my glasses? I really can't see without them", I explained.
"You mean the crushed pair right next to your hand?" he hinted.
I could feel the cracked the lenses along my fingertips, Fiona crushed them.
"Sorry but I think you're going to be pretty blind for a while", he said.
He helped me up and handed me my belongings.


"And those were my favorite pair", I moped, "I guess I'll just have to get a new pair again".
My messy hair drooped down surrounding my face. My hairpins must've fallen out of place
when I fell down. Now I'm going to have walk around school all day blind with messy hair.
I tried to rustle my hair out my face.
"Wow..you're actually pretty cute", he said, "What's your name?"


"Mi-Mia Lutz", I stuttered, he laughed as I made a fool of myself.
My face felt like it was on fire. What did he just say? Cute? I've never been called cute by a guy before.
Too bad I can't even tell what he looks like. I squinted my eyes at him just hoping make out his face.
"You really can't see my face can you?" He asked.
"Nope", I replied.
"Well, my name is-"
"Hey Anthony, there you are!" someone interrupted him.
I saw as he jerked his head at the sound of the name.
"I got to go. Maybe I'll catch you later", he waved and then began to walk away.


"P.E let us out late, sorry for keeping you guys waiting", informed Anthony.
"I've been circling the building looking for you", complained Flint.
"Are you guys ready to eat lunch finally?" asked Dylan.
"Wasn't your lunch period last period, Dylan?" asked Kyle.
"Yeah. So what?" Dylan replied without a care in the world.


"You're going to get In-School Suspension again", said Flint.
"I probably will too, I skipped P.E again", said Kyle.
"So his name is Anthony", I thought.
"You two are a bunch of delinquents", said Anthony.
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"Mimi", Anthony sighed, "That wasn't me", said Anthony.
"What?" I said in disbelief.
"Your vision must be awful", Anthony laughed, "But in middle school, I do remember seeing Kyle help a
girl get her things off the ground in front of Mrs. Hill's class. Was that you?"
I couldn't believe it, so the person I thought that helped me that day wasn't Anthony..but instead Kyle?
Kyle was the one that I fell for in the beginning without even knowing it. Not Anthony?
Oh my god.


"Wow, so I guess that means that you never really liked me at all. Ouch", said Anthony hurt.
"Sorry, I seriously had no idea that it was Kyle", I vouched.
"I get it, you are as blind as a bat", he chuckled.
Now I kind of feel even worse. I wish that I didn't even bring up that story now.


"Hm? Why is my door locked?" thought Kyle.
"Hey, Anthony open the door. It's locked", Kyle knocked on the door.
"No hard feelings Mimi, okay?" said Anthony.
"Okay, yes", I agreed.
"What?! Why are you on the phone with Mimi? Are you talking about me to her?" asked Kyle hitting the door,
"Open this door, dude!"


"Anthony? Why do I hear banging?" I asked concerned.
"Oh that? That's nothing. Now you have even a better reason to go to Prom with Kyle?" Anthony changed the subject.
"Um, I-"
I was interrupted, "Anthony!"
"Was that Kyle just now? What's going on over there?" I questioned.


"Just ignore him, what were you going to say?" asked Anthony.
It's pretty hard to ignore the fact there was blatant banging that I could hear.
The door swung wide open, hitting the door leaving a large dent in the wall.
Kyle came raging through and tackled Anthony with full force, "Anthony!"
"Kyle wai-" I heard Anthony shout until he dropped the phone.


Kyle pinned Anthony down to the ground as he grasped his cellphone, "Hello? Mimi?"
"Ugh..Hey? What are you guys doing? Fighting again?" I said worried, "Maybe I should hang up".
"No! We're just having some fun. Right Anthony?", Kyle lied as Anthony tried to shimmy out of his grip.
"Kyle?!" I said his name loudly.
"Yeah?" he said.
"I'll go to prom with you..I mean if you want to, that is", I said embarrassed.
"Yeah..wait what?!" Kyle said confused, "What in the world were you guys talking about when I wasn't here?"
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"What?! I'm sorry but I don't think I heard you correctly. You want to do what?!" Dylan said.
"I want to go to-"
"No! Don't do that, please don't do that", Dylan disrupted.
"But I want to meet him", begged Jenny.
"He's a total stranger, Jen", said Dylan.


"I know this may sound crazy, but I felt like I knew him once I spoke to him", said Jenny.
"Yup, it sounds crazy" Dylan directly said.
"I've always felt so out of place here. It's like no one understands me around here", replied Jenny.
"I understand you. Don't I?" Dylan inquired.
"Well of course you do, your my boyfriend", said Jenny.
"Then don't go to New York", said Dylan, "I mean, why can't he be the one to visit instead?"
"He can't do that, he's a music producer. He can't just take off and leave whenever he wants", explained Jenny.
"Okay! I give in. If you really want to do this, I won't stop you", eased Dylan.


Dylan pulled her in close, "Just make sure to fill me in when you get there".
"You'll be the first one I call, promise", smiled Jenny.
"I better be", said Dylan as he pulled her face in for a tender kiss.
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"Nighty night, Jesca", Taylor said as shut the lights off.
Taylor laid back down, placing the covers over her shoulders and shut her eyes.


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"This is H&M Studios, I am Tessa. How may I help you?"
"Hi, my name is Mia Lutz. Ms. Skylar had offered me a record deal a while ago and I was wondering if I
could speak with her still", I said.
"I'll see if she's interested in speaking with you, please hold", said Tessa.


"Japan really wants them", thought Grey, "Maybe I'll send them there".
Her brainstorming ended when the office phone started to ring, she stood up to answer it.


"What is it, Tessa?" Grey directed.
"Guess who's on line one", Tessa teased.
"I'm not in the mood for games, Tessa. I'm busy", Grey grunted.
Tessa cleared her throat, "Right, well it's Mia Lutz, she wants to speak with you about a contract".


The corners of Grey's mouth rose, "Oh really? I knew she'd be crawling back, but not so soon".
"Want me to tell her you're busy?" asked Tessa.
"Now, now, let's not torment the poor girl. Put her through", Grey demanded.
"Yes Ma'am", said Tessa.


"Hello", said Grey.
"Hi, Ms. Skylar I was wondering if you're offer still stands", I said.
"Offer? Oh right, well that depends. Do you have what it takes?" asked Grey.
"By what it takes, you mean the voice right?" I said confused.


"Well not only your voice, but your dedication to my company of course", Grey spiked.
"Why yes Ma'am!" I sincerely said.
"Good, because I don't have time for gibberish. I'm a busy person as you might already know", Grey fiddled with her nails.
"I promise I'll do my best, Ms. Skylar", I begged.
"Wait, I have a question for you", she paused.


"What is it?" I asked.
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" demanded Grey.
"Well..my future in ballet has come to a halt. So I thought maybe-"
"So, then this contract is your back-up plan?" Grey stated.
"No! It's not like that. I've always wanted to be a singer since I was little. It's just
that when my grandmother passed away, my mom had different plans for me."


"It's not only my dream, but it was also my grandmother's dream to become a singer", I said.
"My, what a touching story", Grey muttered.
"But please, please sign me. I won't deny you anything if you do", I advocated.
"Hm...okay. I'll sign you Mia Lutz, but on one condition", said Grey.


"What?"
"You win a Grammy and dress accordingly. I'm tired of you dressing like a transient in front of me", Grey applied.
"That's two things, isn't it?" I thought, "What's wrong with the way I dress?"
"Yes or no?" said Grey.
"Yes Ma'am", I agreed.
"Okay then, come by my office tomorrow. Bring a parent for parental consent to sign", informed Grey.


Grey hung up the phone and giggled.
"I'm too good at this", she thought.
"Tessa! Whip up a contract!" Grey entailed.
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Mr. Peters sat there obediently as he watched him caress her cheek.
"You made me do this, you know?" he said, "All you had to do was continue to be your clueless self and
stay out of my way, " he sucked his teeth, "But lately you've been getting on my nerves. Letting feds
into our home, telling them about my activities, and then you did the unthinkable. Pushed Mimi down
the stairs and broke her ankle".


"Ri-Riley?!" Taylor stuttered fearfully.
Riley hushed her, "Oh come on sister, you must really be oblivious".
"Where am I? Someone? Help?!" Taylor shouted.
"Getting loud won't help you. There's no one in miles of this place", Riley told her.


Taylor began to shake in despair, tears rolled down her cheeks.
"What? You're crying already? Well since you're already crying, I'll tell you a little secret.
Dad didn't kill himself", Riley grinned.
"Are you saying..what I think you are?" Taylor cried.
Riley busted into laughter.
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Looks like we know who's behind all the massacres.
Mimi broke her ankle, will the injury forever affect her?
Looks like Kyle's past came back to haunt him. Who was that girl?
Taylor apologized to Mimi, does this mean they can be friends again?
Is Jenny's father who he says he is?
Is Anthony really over Mimi?
Prom is around the corner. Will the gang have a blast?

To Be Continued...