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A sixteen-year old Mia sat down slowly on low wall round the side of the school's science block. It was her junior year and everything had gone wrong. Mia was regarded as a loser, she had no friends left and she was always top of class. The wall was her lunch table. Slowly she pulled a paper bag from her rucksack and began eating, a tear rolled down her cheek as she thought of how it used to be.
Then she saw him, standing in the corner of the school boundaries with his new 'friends'. Each of them had a joint in their hands and he held the lighter lazily in his hand. He had a scarlet bandanna tied tightly around his wrist and a pair of dark sunglasses hid his eyes from her. His glance was not on her but on the gang leader, Paco, who seemed to giving him instructions of some sort.
One of the younger boys, Josh, she thought his name was, caught her eye and he wolf-whistled laughing loudly.
"Oi, pretty lady. You wanna piece of me." She turned her head and looked the other way; she didn't want to see his face when he saw her. She continued eating her lunch ignoring the advancing footsteps until she had to turn.
"What are you doing here, Mia?" There was a softness of his voice and she let her herself hope that he could still possibly be the boy she'd once known.
"I always eat lunch here now. Ever since you joined them," there was unmistakable venom in her voice, "and you know, since Elli..."
"I don't want to hear it, Mia," his voice suddenly grew angry and there was a look of hurt in his eyes, "Just get out of here!"
"Please, Timmy!" She stood and grabbed his arm as he made to leave, discarding her lunch forgotten on the floor. He turned and wrenched his arm from her grasp. His eyes bore deep into her's and for a moment he was silent.
"Just...Just," He struggled to find the words that would make her understand, "Leave me alone you whore." He pushed her away from him and Mia collapsed crying as Tim spat at her.
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"It's finally our first day of High School, Timmy! I just know we'll be best friends forever!" Mia said hugging her friend when he arrived at her house so they could catch the bus to Swallow Beach High. He laughed at her excitement,
"It's not going to be much better than Junior High, Mia." She slapped his arm playfully.
"Of course it is and it couldn't be much worse." Her Dad came down the stairs and snapped a picture of the two.
"Dad..." She moaned.
"What honey I just want to document your day of High School. You've grown up so fast. Now Timmy put your arm around Mia so I can..."
"Chad, leave the poor kids alone, it's their first day of High School they don't want to be bothered by you." Her mother said walking down the stairs and giving them both a hug, "now out with the pair of you."
Mia grabbed her backpack from the kitchen and the two hurried out the door.
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It was time for the Winter Formal and Mia was totally prepared. She'd been dress-shopping with her Mom and everything. The only problem was she didn't have a date, she desperately wanted Timmy to ask her but the dance was in two days and she was sure he didn't like her. At least, her new girl best-friend Elli didn't have a date either, they could go together and have a good time, she supposed.
Suddenly the phone rang; she rushed to pick it up before her parents because Elli had said she'd ring to talk about their dresses.
"Hello?" She said eagerly down the phone.
"Hey, Mia!" It was Timmy.
"Hi, Timmy. What's up?" There was a silence on the other end of the phone.
"Emmmm... Do you... have our Chemistry homework? I completely forgot to write it down." She sighed. Yeah, he definitely didn't like her.
"Yeah, sure. It's P123 of the textbook, questions... 1-13. "She read down the phone when she finally found her books.
"Ok see ya Mia." He said almost too quickly.
"Bye, Timmy." She said before placing the handset back in the dock. She could barely stand up before it rang again.
"Hello?" It was sure to be Elli this time.
"Hey again, Mia." Timmy?
"Yes?" She was curious now, why'd he ring twice.
"I didn't really need our Chemistry homework," Her heart rose into her chest,
"Oh?"
"Yeah it was...Biology." She slumped in the chair.
"Timmy?" Ok, she'd have to do it.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Will you go..." Timmy interrupted her.
"You can't ask me to go to the dance with you; I'm trying to ask you to go the dance with me!" She giggled.
"You're not doing a very good job." He sighed.
"I know that, but you're not supposed to know that." She laughed then, this was so stupid.
"Yes."
"What?" He sounded so confused, she almost laughed again.
"Yes, I'll go to the dance with you."
...
They were sitting out in the field behind the school. It was a year later, their second winter formal. Timmy had asked her to be his girlfriend on her birthday that year and she'd happily accepted.
She shivered and Timmy shrugged off his jacket and put it round her shoulders.
"Thanks." She said giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
"You're welcome but that wasn't long enough." She gave him a playful slap; laughing.
He grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him. She was still laughing but the seriousness of his gorgeous brown eyes calmed her.
"I love you," That was the first time he'd said it. They were fourteen now and whilst she knew it was true, her heart soared at the words.
"I love you too." And that was it, the eternal vow was sealed and he leant down and kissed her.
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Mia was still crying all the good memories of her and Timmy were running through her mind but she was ignoring the bad ones that evened them out. After that precise moment everything went downhill.
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Her phone rang, interrupting their moment. She glanced quickly at the screen, it was Elli. She ignored the call and turned back to Timmy, smiling. But then the phone rang again.
Elli.
"Hello?" She answered, irritated.
"Hello, are you Miss Mia Cooper?" A cold, deep voice asked slowly. What was going on?
"Yes. And who are you?" Timmy looked at her questionably and she shrugged.
"This Detective Chief Inspector Collins." WHAT HAS HAPPENED?
"What's going on officer?" Timmy's face fell. They were both suddenly very scared.
"I'm sorry to say, you're friend Elli O'Neill has been in an accident. Her mother asked me to ring you."
"Is she going to be ok?" She switched the phone onto loudspeaker.
"I don't know ma'am. Could you inform Mr Tim Sterling and get down to Sandy row Hospital as soon as possible."
"Yes, we'll be there officer." She began to cry as she hung up the phone.
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The funeral was two weeks later. Elli had been in a coma for a week and a half before she passed on. It had been horrible to see her lying there with her dark hair lying around her distorted and pale face. The doctors had said there was nothing more that could be done.
Mia kept crying and crying she couldn't think of anything but the fact that Elli was gone, gone forever. But Timmy was different; all he could do was question and so that's what he did. He stopped paying attention in class and stopped talking to Mia until one day she cracked.
"You don't care anymore Timmy! My best friend died and you won't even talk to me!"
"She was my best friend too, Mia! I loved her too!"
"I can't do this anymore!"
"What so you wanna break up?"
"Yes!"
"Fine."
"Fine."
Timmy stormed off. That was their first argument as a couple and their last.
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Over the next couple of weeks, Mia noticed Timmy talking a lot with Paco, the school bully and leader of its gang but she said nothing still angry with Timmy for not being more supportive of her.
That is, until one day when she spotted a scarlet bandanna around his wrist signifying his membership in the Florida Blood, she almost cried. Her sweet, loving, kind Timmy had been turned into a gang member. Then she knew she had to say something.
She sought him out at lunch but he wasn't with the rest of the gang. She found him under the bleachers playing tonsil tennis with Ashley Humphrey, the bitchiest girl in school. She cleared her throat and the two broke apart with a loud smack. Ashley stood up and gave her the dirtiest look before stomping away.
Mia waited until she was gone before speaking.
"What are you doing Timmy?" He glared at her.
"We broke up Mia. You have no control over me." She sighed, she knew she had no right anymore but he had to be stopped.
"Whatever Timmy. But seriously, the Blood?" She was completely exasperated.
"They're my friends now. They're my brothers." Huh, she scoffed.
"You have real brothers. Please Timmy!"
"My name's Tim." Paco's influence then.
"Tim, it's a gang, don't get mixed up in all that stuff."
"Look Mia, once you're in there's no way out." She could've cried but she just stalked away getting her pride intact for another day.
...
Mia wiped her tears as she felt a hand on her shoulder and look up at the school's resident outed gay, the only person who'd been even slightly nice to her since Sophomore year, Taylor Jones.
He pulled her to her feet and gave her a hug.
"It'll be alright. I'll help you get him back."
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