Mia looked up, and what appeared on her face was the usual and casual smile she always had on.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She answered.
"B-But..." Ciara protested.
"Besides..." Mia interrupted her. "Since you, as my friend, love and accept me for who I am, I don't care about the opinions of others. Since I have you..." Mia said, smiling brightly.
"Oh, yeah... I guess you're right." Ciara said.
Was it just her imagination? She felt weird vibes from Mia just now. And her smile... Ciara could tell those smiles were plastic. They weren't real expressions of Mia's true mood. But she didn't want to further the issue. Nothing good would come out of it.
"I should respect Mia's space. She must have a good reason for not telling me what's going on. When we've grown closer... I'm sure she'll tell me." Ciara thought to herself, but...
"No!" She contradicted her thought.
