In The Dark

A/N: This is my first real fanfic that has gone this far (all my other were in music and they weren't done when the category got taken down. I have unpublished fics that go up to Chapter like 50, but I'm not gonna publish them here.)

Disclaimer: If you know it, I don't own it.

A/N: Italics are Mia's thoughts unless otherwise stated.

Chapter Six

Mia's Revenge

Hmm… I go to homeroom carrying a backpack with three cartons of eggs in it and I feel very, anti-authoritarianistic today. All I know is that I can't be mad at Michael very much longer. But Lilly, oh this could take days...weeks...even years maybe. I've decided to apologize to Michael as long as he admits he doesn't love me. Am I being stubborn? Maybe

"Hey Michael." Ughh, say something cute.

"Mia." What's going on here?

"I'm sorry I freaked out on you before, it's just I hate being lied to." Please tell me he wasn't lying.

"I wasn't lying." Is this a miracle? I wish.

"I don't…I can't believe you." I stutter when I'm nervous. I hope he thinks I like him and I didn't mean that I don't love him.

"Will this make you believe?" A short sweet kiss. All-the-while, I was thinking, Michael hun, I think we've already been through this.

"Possibly."

"How bout this?" A longer more passionate kiss. Now we're getting somewhere.

"I love you Michael. Why don't you love me?"

"I do. Can't you see it?"

"Why did you hurt me?"

"I'm sorry I don't think before I act."

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Ok. School Water tower. We broke in. We're so busted. We came to throw eggs at all the evil people that walk by.

Yay. I hit Lilly. She looked up. Michael grabbed me and we ducked. Why does this seem so familiar? Hmm, Lana. I hit her and the Kenny. I turned to Michael. He threw one at someone's back and they turned around and looked towards us. The principal?? Oh shit.

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Principals office. Cute. Eggs look great on permanent records. I'm more worried about Michael. He doesn't seem to care however. Oh great. Now she's gonna punish us.

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"What the hell," I complained to Michael, " two weeks suspension!"

"We deserve it," he said, I rolled my eyes.

"I'm so dead," I said.

"Why?"

"One word. Grandmeré."

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A/N: Do my short chapter bother anyone? I hardly ever update and that's cuz I forgot about this story. With SAT's, MCAS, and Iowas, dance, softball, and snowboarding I can barely remember how to mutliply fractions…lol