A/N: Hey there people. The other night I was listening to Taylor Swift, and got a bunch of ideas for one-shots. So I decided that I was going to make a series of one-shots, this will also give me something to do when I feel like writing, but don't have a bunch of time, so I wouldn't have to think about how what I'm writing is going to effect the plot later on. I have a really awesome idea for a later 1-shot. I will tell you when I get to the really big one. Here is a MaraxMick song-fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own HoA or Taylor swifts song Dear John

Mara's POV:

I cannot believe what Mick did to me. He hurt me so bad. We went on a dive and got in a small fight, so he pulled over and told me to get out. We were a 2 hour walk back to the school. I called Trudy to come pick me up. The next day I talked to Mr. Sweet about it and came up with a plan to show the school the REAL Mick Campbell. (A/N if I got his last name wrong, sorry!)

Mr. Sweets came and got me out of class 20 minutes before my plan was to be put into action so I could go change. I ran to my locker and grabbed my other bag, and headed to the bathrooms. I changed into black destroyed skinny jeans, a white corset that ended at the bottom of my rib cage and was covered in black lace, over that I put on a leather fitted jacket. I also put on a pair of Alexander McQueen velvet skull zip ankle boots, a special order skeleton hand bracelet on my right hand, and a 14k white gold diamond heart necklace. I put on blood red lipstick, black eye shadow, and striated my hair.

Just as I finished I heard Mr. Sweets tell all students and teachers to head to the drama room, that there was to be a special announcment. That was my cue.

I waited until everybody was in the drama room, then I headed out to the stage.

When I got back stage I lowered the lights and started the cd. As the music started to play I walked onto the stage and a single spot light appeared on me. As they took in my appearance I heard addible gasps coming from the entire student body.

Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine

My mother was worried about , I had stopped getting good grades. Because Mick didn't want to study, and I always did what he wanted.

You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

I started to walk across the stage.

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known

Well, maybe it's just me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can

Everybody had warned me this would happen. I just didn't want to believe them.

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known

I walked to the middle of the stage where Mick was sitting, and squatted down so I was at eye level.

Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played with?
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known

Almost everybody turned to him with shocked expressions on their faces. The only ones who didn't were all the girls before me. They were smiling. Of course, all of them thought he was perfect. They thought it was my fault. They always thought it was the girl.

You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
'Cause you've burn them out

But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town

I didn't, wouldn't, let what he did affect me like it did all the other girls.

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known

I thought he knew me better then to think I would just let this go. I've changed a lot the past year.

You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known

As one the entire student body took a huge step away from him, like he was the most sick person they've ever seen. Oh wait, he was.

Now nobody hung out with him. They all hung out with the girls he's dropped. Now they know the truth.