Mia woke up excited. It was the day she was going to highschool with Zane and Raquel. She had been homeschooling under Greta, yet she passed the interview to Gardens highschool. Greta saw that she had a high brain capacity, since she didn't struggle to learn things. She was a fast learner, which made Greta ponder for a long time who she truly was. Was she? .... no... it isn't possible...
Greta had made sure to buy new fitting clothes for Mia. She had been wearing oversized clothes because of her insecurities. 'Poor girl,' Greta thought.
"Is Zane here yet?" Mia descended the stairs at high speed, smiling through white dazzling teeth. She was truly an angel.
There was a knock at the door, and Mia snapped her neck and headed towards the it and opened . She hugged Zane, but then someone appeared from behind them, which made her pull away from the hug.
It was Raquel of course, looking bitter than ever. She forced a smile, which Mia noticed, and they made their way into the house.
Zane helping Mia carry her bag pack as they headed towards Raquel's parents car. It was her personal chauffeur.
"Davis, from now on, you will be picking the three of us to school, " Raquel addressed the chauffeur who in turn nodded.
He creepily stared at the beauty entering the car, and drove off.
Zane sat at the front seat, Mia and Raquel at the back.
"Thank you Raquel for agreeing to pick Mia everyday," Zane told her, and Raquel smiled in return. "Sure, anything for my boyfriend and friend". She smiled faintly.
She was obviously planning something.
Zane kinda felt weird being called the word 'boyfriend' by Raquel, was his feelings for her deteriorating? He didn't know.
Raquel parents were so rich, but no one really knew where they worked. They even gave this car to their daughter, but she is show the slightest interest to drive it. She was 17, so she was capable enough for her to acquire a driver's license. Their mansion stood out in their estate, it was humongous and looked luxurious. The inside, for those who have been to her house would tell it was no different than a palace.
The car halted in front of the school, and Mia caught Davis' creepy red eyes staring at her through the side mirror as they were alighting.
Nevertheless, he didn't stop when their eyes met.
The man had a black mask that covered around his nose and mouth. One could not see his face nor his hair. 'Weird guy' Mia thought.
Zane and Raquel escorted Mia to their principal's office , and left her there so that she could be given further instructions, for her admission. She had passed the interview with an A. The principal was eager to meet her.
The principal was a man, probably in his mid forties with wrinkles around his forehead. Blonde hair and grey eyes.
"Sit Mia Bexley, am Mr. Han, how are you?" He said without looking at her.
"Am good thank you sir," Mia's sweet voice echoed in the office that made the principal look up. 'What a courteous little girl', he thought they needed more people like her in that school.
He looked at her as if he was struggling and wore his spectacles to take a better view.
Mr Han : Are you a cosplayer?
That came out so sudden.
Mia looked confused with that question. She didn't know who a cosplayer was.
Mia: Umm, sorry sir but pardon? I don't understand. Who's a cosplayer? Pardon my ignorance
Mr Han: By the look of that huge white wig, blue contact lens and heavy make up on your face, I can tell that you want to be a Barbie Doll.What a first good impression for a student in such a good school. This is a private highschool lady. Just because its a day school doesn't mean you can do what here.
Mr Han's face seemed displeased.
That statement almost made Mia burst out with laughter, but Mr Han was serious. And that would be a rude behavior.
"Sir, am not wearing any make up nor wig," Mia answered politely.
He held up a rather looking small microphone, and summoned someone in his office.
Sooner than expected a young woman stormed into his office with a bag.
She approached Mia.
Mr Han nodded, and she began wiping Mia's eyebrows with wet wipes, then her face then her mouth. She pulled the strands of Mia's thick curly hair gently.
She stood up rather disappointed, and shaked her head. Mr Han signalled her to go with his hands.
"Mmh... so you are a natural...
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