Mia's arriving :D she's been my favorite to write so far. Please finish this chapter! I'm really proud of it...when I transferred this to , it took away all of my italics...it's fine though. Thanks for reading!

Jax

School today is a little bit unbearable. Seeing Emma just makes me want to get over her more. She wants Daniel. That's just the way it is. I don't want to be stuck in her web anymore. I spent so much of my time trying to win over Emma. And when I did, I lost her to Daniel again. What an idiot I am.

When I go to lunch, I see Emma and Daniel sitting together. I sit with Andi instead.

"Hey," I say, putting my tray down. I stare at my sandwich.

"How you feeling?" Andi asks, shoving a few fries into her mouth.

"Like crap. First, I get cheated on and broken up with, and then random girls started following me around everywhere like I'm their new project. Emma...it's like I don't even know who she is anymore, and I just want to be rid of her. Sorry for ranting about my Emma problems." I look up at her, apologetically.

"Its fine, really. I'm tired of Emma's relationship drama. I don't feel like I know her anymore either. She's changed. She's growing up, but her morals are being...thrown away almost. She's just another high school cliche now. Oh, but with magical powers!" Andi says with a condescending tone.

"Whatever. I just wanna move on. I'm tired."

"At least she's happy," Andi adds.

"Yeah, but she couldn't lightened the blow to me a bit, yeah? Doesn't seem like she ever cared about my happiness. I'm over it. Trying to get over her." I say.

Emma

Daniel and I are walking home. Something keeps picking at me, though.

"Danny, I know what we did was wrong, but do you think Jax is okay? I feel really bad," I say.

"I'm sure he's fine. He'll get over it. He had all those girls around him during school, and of course you feel bad. You're your usual caring self. But you're happy, right? That's what is important." He kisses me on the cheek.

"Yes," I say, "I'm happy. I had to do this for myself. I couldn't stay with Jax, even if that meant hurting him. He's really strong, and I'm sure he'll get over me. I'm enchanting, but not that enchanting..." I joke, pushing Danny's arm.

"No, you are that enchanting, Emma. It's so easy to fall for you. I did when I first looked at you, back when I was more shy and nervous and not nearly as confident as I am now..."

"I like who you've become, Daniel. The man I see in front of me...He's extremely sexy, but still has that boy I first fell in love with." I smile up at him and kiss him.

Jax

It's the next day of school and I'm trying not to think about Emma.

Yes, I'm hurt. Yes, I won't be able to look at other girls like that for a while. Yes, I'm still going to move on. I might just need a little while to heal. What happened to the bad boy who didn't care? Who was a rebel and who kissed girls like it was his job. Back then, I never needed a girlfriend. Then I met Emma.

She's not the same person I met when I moved here, and I need to except that. I just wish I didn't feel so many feelings. Maybe I'll focus on school, just to get my mind of things.

"Okay," Miss Clark, the English teacher says as she begins class, "for your final project before the end of the year, you will assigned into pairs and will have to write a short story together, switching off the writer every few paragraphs or so. I want to be able to tell the two partners apart, but I also want the story to flow. You will pick a slip of paper out of this bag," she lifts up a small paper bag, "and will have to incorporate it into you're story somehow. I want creativity and teamwork, okay?"

The class mumbles a bunch of "okay"s back to her.

"Oh, and I'm picking the pairs, based off two writers who styles I think will compliment one another," she announces.

I drift off until she calls my name. "What?"

"I said, Jax, that you'll be pairing with Mia Black. Please pay attention." Great. I'm with Kanay Girl? Let's hope she doesn't try to kill me first. Will she stink? Or is that just a boy kanay thing?

"So, I'm stuck with the Aussie witch, I see," Mia says as she sits in the open seat next to me.

"Wizard. So, I'm stuck with the Kanay Girl, I see," I reply. Mia makes a face at me for mocking her.

"Whatever, so I don't know if you were listening, but Clark said that the project is due in 10 days, and we really need to get this done. I won't be available tonight. Family stuff."

"Okay...when will you be available?" I ask. Is she going to be like this the whole time? Making excuses?

"Oh my god, I don't know. You're so difficult." She leans one elbow on the table and faces me.

"I'm difficult! Never mind, I'll just give you my number so you can text me whenever you're not busy," I say mockingly. She pulls out a black Sharpie. "My phone's dead, just write it on my wrist and I'll put it in later." I write my number on the side of her wrist.

Miss Clark appears in front of us. "Pick a slip," she says. Mia reaches in and picks a piece of paper out of the bag.

Bad guy.

"So we have to have a bad guy in our story?" Mia asks, a little rudely.

"Yes, but it can't just be a regular bad guy vs good guy story...it has to be creative. Make it something that strands out, make the bad guy the main focus. That's the point of the slip...Something to base your story around." We stare oddly at her as she walks over to the next group.

"Okay...Bad guys. Do you have any ideas?" I ask Mia. She puts her other elbow on the table and folds her hands.

"Yeah, we could do it about an arrogant young rich boy who can cast spells and is trying to destroy the other magical beings that can control the elements and forms of things! I think it is very realistic," she says. I roll my eyes at her attempt of an insult.

"You don't seem like one to down play yourself, Mia. Last time I checked, you were the bad guy. Now you're making yourself the victim. Laughable, Kanay Girl. Though this bad guy/handsome young wizard you're talking about seems pretty awesome to me...I don't think he's trying to destroy anybody," I say, giving her a classic smirk. Her faces crunches up. I've got her.

"Whatever," she tries to play it off, clearly beaten and not willing to except it, "it's not like you have a better idea, Novoa."

"Maybe I don't have any ideas at the moment but your idea is absolutely horrible. I do like the idea of the dashing and charming young wizard, though," I tease. Mia stares at me for a moment, a mischievous smile plays across her face.

"I have an idea." she proudly states, "What about a girl who finally chooses who she wants between two guys, and than the guy she chooses can't keep her away from the one she didn't choose for even, what, 2 weeks?" Mia starts to laugh. Of course she'd say something like that.

"Low blow, Mia. Should've seen it coming from you," I say, clearly annoyed and hurt by her comment. Her face registers it.

"Sorry. Didn't realize that wound was still sore," she says apologetically.

"It's fine. I'm just trying to get over it. Get over her. You were the first conversation I'd had in last couple of days that wasn't about Emma...but she always finds her way to get into every part of my day. It's exhausting."

"Sounds awful. You know, I really thought Daniel cared about me like I cared about him, but then he goes back to Emma. What is with her, does she have a love spell on every guy at Iridium?" Mia says, still hurt from her little Daniel Miller crush.

"Well, I'm done with Emma. I think I'm gonna be done with girls for a bit. Relationships just cause pain."

"Tell me about it. Daniel was the first guy I ever liked like that and I wasn't even his first choice! First time I put myself out there for a guy and BAM, my heart gets crushed. I think I'll be taking a break from relationships, too. I'll put my effort into thinking of an idea for this stupid assignment instead!" she says sarcastically.

The final bell rings.

"Hm. I'm sure we'll think of something. Text me whenever, I don't really have any plans ever...that sounds extremely lame. Anyways, I'm out of here," I say, getting up from my seat.

"See ya later, Aussie witch," she says, getting up from her seat as well.

"See ya, Kanay Girl," I tell her.

Mia

My dad had 2 sisters and 1 brother, who all live around here. When I first moved to Miami, I was living with my aunt Diana, who we called Aunt Di. She knew about Kanays, and that I was one, but she wanted to stay out of the Kanay culture. So when she found out what I had done, or tried to do, to the witches, she kicked me out. She didn't want me around her family, causing 'chaos' with her Kanay family ties.

I went to stay with my other aunt, Vivian. She didn't live in nicest part of town, and her troublemaking son, my cousin Milo, was part of some gang.

I'm supposed to be home because Viv wants us to have a movie marathon. She's been really stressed lately, and she told me she was getting off work early today, and we were going to bake and then watch a bunch of romcoms. I have a thing for them...though I'd never admit to anyone.

Milo wasn't at home most of the time, but today when I came home from school, he's there with his shady gang friends. Viv isn't here.

Immediately walking in on the scene, I see their supplies of drugs. Marijuana, molly, coke...enough to get put in jail for a few months. Really, Milo?

"Mia," Milo says, "since you've been so kind to join us, and we can't have you snitching on our little operation, care to help out?"

"No, I'm fine," I say. I turn to walk to my room, but his voice stops me.

"Mia." His voice is hard and serious. This isn't the same kid I grew up with. Even though he's 5 years older than me, we used to be friends back when I first lived in Miami. Now...he's gone off the rails. He's cruel now. Unforgiving and deceiving.

He makes me help put drugs in their proper amounts into the bags for their "customers".

"I just got a text from RJ," his friend Gabe says, "he's not showing for the deals today."

"Crap," Milo slams a fist into the table. "We need someone to cover his route. Boss wants to money tonight, and we're not gonna get it to him in time or you know what'll happen." Milo's silent for a moment, then snaps at me. "Mia, we need you to do this run! You'll be fine, you set you up with everything and you can do it! You'll be fine, just 4 different guys who are buying from RJ's route today." His face hardens. He's serious about making me a drug dealer? My heart is beating so fast and I have to remember to breathe. I could get arrested. I don't need that.

"If we don't get the money in, we all get in trouble from the boss. This is not a choice, Mia." He leave the room for a minute. His four fellow gang members all stare at me. I'm petrified. Tattoos, piercings, facial hair, black clothing, deep voices, muscles, scary faces. I thought Milo was scary, but these guys all together are a different story. And now they're dragging me into their gang relations? I could burn these guys to crisp, but they could probably kill me with a punch to the face.

Milo comes back, and black back pack is in his hand.

"You'll keep the goods in here. Cash in the blue pouch inside. This," he says, pulling out a six inch knife, "is for your safety. Since you'll be part of our gang, they'll assume you're carrying a gun. Most of the guys you're dealing to are harmless, but watch out for the final stop on the route. His name is Mitchi, he's an ill tempered addict who's not afraid to argue. Get in and get out, quick. Put this sweatshirt on," he hands me a grey hoodie. "Put the knife somewhere on you were you can easily get to it and where it's hidden. You're boot should do fine." I stick the knife inside my boot.

Before I go, he puts all the drugs in my bag, tells me what is for who and how much I'm supposed to collect. My phone is in my back pocket of my jeans(I changed from my Iridium uniform), and he says to call if I need anything. Why is he doing this? He is possibly putting my life in danger! I don't really know what to do, so I carefully walk to the neighborhood the deals are in, and start the scariest journey of my life.

This is not going door to door selling fricking Girl Scout cookies. These are drugs. And the people I'm selling them to are dangerous. I could've told Milo that I didn't need the knife because I had powers, but he doesn't know about Kanays. He's not one, obviously.

The route starts out as smoothly as it can get for me. I feel like I'm going to throw up the whole time, but I manage to get through the first three deals seamlessly. People are more concerned with the drugs than who's dealing them.

But then comes Mitchi. The guy they had warned me about.

The guy who sent the snowball rolling that changed everything in my life.

I meet him in the alleyway Milo instructed me to go to. Even though sunset is still a half and hour away, I don't see him at first, and he creeps out of the shadows of the alleyway, like some sort of demon.

"Do you have my fix?" he asks with wide eyes. He's short for a guy, only 5"6. He has shaggy brown curls and bags under his eyes. His clothes are filthy.

"Do you have the money?" I reply, keeping my distance.

"Right here." He takes the 200 out of his pocket and hands it to me. I count it, just to make sure it's the right amount. Then, I take the blue pouch out to put his money in.

"How much cash you got, sweetheart?" he asks. What a creep. I need to get out of there soon. I need to get back home before dark.

"That's none of your business," I tell him, zipping the pouch back up and putting it in the black back pack. Then I take his bags of drugs out and hand them over. He snatches them up quickly, and I turn to walk away and to get out of there.

Suddenly, I feel him grab the bag and pull back, hard. He didn't look that strong, but he is. He forcefully takes the bag off my back and pushes me against the concrete ground. I feel my palms bleeding. When I get back up, he's holding the cash in his hand, disappointment on his face that I have no more drugs on me. But he's fine with the 750 he has in his hands.

"Hey! Give that back!" I yell.

"No chance, sweetheart!" he shouts, starting to run. I quickly speed up to him, tackling him to ground. I grab the money, but he still has a hold on it.

"GIVE THAT BACK!" I scream, feeling all my anger and adrenaline in the heat of the moment. Next thing I know, I've lost control. The cash is on fire.

From me. From my powers.

"What the hell, man!" Mitchi shouts, hastily taking his hands off the cash. It burns within a minute, and all I can do is watch. Mitchi is clearly confused, but also really high...does he really need more drugs when he's on them right now? He runs away with his stolen drugs, and I sit there for a moment. 750 dollars. Gone. My doing. What on Earth am I supposed to tell Milo? What will he do to me?

I'm coming back, $750 worth of drugs gone, and no money with me. I have no money of my own to pay him back. What will I do? I loose my temper, shooting a fireball against a wall, fighting back tears.

"Mia, where have you been? I've been waiting over an hour for you, I need to get the money!" Milo shouts as I enter the door.

"Milo," I say, my face dropping. "I lost the money."

"You what?!" he yells, his face turning red with anger. He's pissed. Beyond pissed.

"When I went to make the deal with Mitchi, he attacked me and stole all the money I had. I'm sorry," I lie.

"You had a knife! Why didn't you fight back! Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have let you go! What was I thinking, letting a defenseless little girl go onto the streets! Do you know how much trouble I'm gonna get in?" He's screaming.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't do anything! I'll get the money, I just need a few days! Please, Milo!" I beg him. He face twists into something more than anger.

"Mia, I'm gonna have to take you with me tonight. To deliver the money we didn't lose to the boss. He will decide what our fate is," he says, stepping closer to me. I have to go this "boss" of theirs? What will he do to me? Losing $750 of drugs...

"W-when are we leaving?" I ask, cursing myself for stumbling up my words.

"Now. I have to clean up this mess you made," he spits, pointing a finger at me.

"No...no, I can fix this! I can borrow from someone else and then have to owe them! Please," I say. Milo hits me, right in the eye. My anger is boiling, and I'm grateful this hoodie is covering my glowing Kanay marks. I hold back, because last time I lost it, I got into this mess.

"You're coming with me!" He shouts, grabbing me forcefully by my arm, grabbing a bag on the table and dragging me to his car.

"Get off, Milo!" I shout. "I will go with you, okay!" We get into the car.

"So where's Viv?" I ask him after a few minutes of driving.

"She's all tied up with work. They needed extra staff at the hospital, so she picked up an extra shift." He pauses. "Look, I'm sorry I pulled you into this, but this the supplier...our boss, he's got control over us when it comes to the drug stuff. He gets the stuff, we provide it to regulars who are always buying. When we mess up..." he ends there. We drive in silence.

So do you like the Mia plotline? It gets even more crazy in the next chapter! Give me your thoughts! I'm really happy to be jumping away from the demma drama a little and into Mia's life. The mansion isnt Jax's house btw...anyway, thanks for reading, and please continue to read as I publish more!