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Chapter 4 - Chapter 3: The disguise

"Uuuum, am coming", Mia rushed up the flight of stairs as she came back wearing a black wig and black glasses.

Ana couldn't help but laugh hard. " Child, what are you doing?" Greta asked amid her laughs.

"I don't want that boy to get scared of me, so I shall put on the disguise."

Greta frowned.....

Mia was born with hair white as snow, it was the type of hair no one in this town had. It was a rare hair type, that most people had to dye their hair white to look pretty. It was so rare, in fact, kids at the orphanage thought she had a disease or maybe she was a witch.Her waist length hair was silky and thick with curls.From afar, one would think she had Einstein's wig on. The hair seemed too thick for her tiny head to handle. Her eyebrows were also thick-shaped and dark in a beautiful way. people thought that she was adding something on them, or maybe shaped them which she didn't.She didn't even know people shape and cut their eyebrows. What scared people most at the orphanage was her natural ocean blue eyes! No one in the orphanage had that blue colour of the eyes. Of course people had blue eyes, but hers looked bluish- greenish - greyish, in that combination to form ocean blue unique mesmerizing eyes."She is obviously a descendant from the cats," some would say. Her lips were red and plump. She was often scolded for putting on lipstick at the orphanage which she didn't have. Just natural red plump lips. Her eyelashes!!! They were long, and slightly curly at the ends. From a distance of 1 metre, one could know when she blinked with those flustering eyelashes people were so jealous, but Mia knew she was ugly.

Greta came from her room, with a hair dye and contact lens. She applied black dye on Mia's hair, and put brown contact lens on her eyes. She completely looked someone different.

Mia looked in the mirror, she smiled, satisfied, but her hair was brown instead of black. It matched the lens.

"Thank you," Mia hugged Mrs Margaretta.She was even surprised by her own action. Greta didn't like the disguise, but she put a smile on Mia's face, which was enough. Though Greta felt a little guilty for allowing it.

Mia: So Greta, am I gonna go out? I have never been outside. Now I feel confident because of the disguise.

Ana: Relax Mia, we'll stroll tomorrow, first get to know your neighbours. Your new friend shall be accompanying you around till you get acquainted to your home

Afternoon reached, as Greta prepared lunch.

Mia was so excited, since she needed friends. Her first friend she was gonna make.

There was a knock at the door, and Mia rushed to open it. Greta smiled at her action.There he stood.

Mia's (POV:point of view)

A boy with blonde hair stood before me,gazing at me as if I were a ghost.He had this green eyes, which complemented his beauty. Finally he smiled at me looking at the ground, he had these cute dimples.He had big round eyes which looked like a fictional character, a cute one. He was cute! Mia thought to herself.

"Hi, am Mia Bexley, nice to meet you", I held out my hand to greet him.

Hi, ....um, mmh(clearing throat) Zane Luca" he shaked my hand.

Zane's (POV)

I stood staring at the girl before me, slightly shorter than me. She had this brownish black hair, that matched her cute medium brown eyes.She had pale skin, with a beauty spot on her chubby cheeks. The red plump lips attracted me the most, with her long eye lashes. 'Couldn't be more prettier' I thought.She held out her hand and I shaked it, trembling. I then got inside.

"Hi dear, your always welcome," Greta told Zane smiling.

Zane: Thankyou Greta!

They settled at the dining. Mia was excited that someone her age was finally kind.

Breaking the silence..... Mia: So Luca, will you show me around the neighborhood today?

Zane: Yeah, but I'd like when you call me Zane. Luca is a bit.... off for me.

Mia: Oh, k, you can call me Mia or Bexley

Zane: I'll call you Mia cause its shorter.

They both smiled.

Wow, she was finally getting along with a boy her age. Her lips stretched further at the thought