Chapter 2

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As soon as I arrive at school, my friends greeted me as usual. I go to class with them. I learned a lot. I don't know. It's seems everything is normal. Too normal, I think. I'm starting to get bored of this daily routine. Don't get me wrong. I love studying. I love my friends and all but there something missing in my life. I don't know maybe...umm...neh don't know.

"Mia Adams! Mia Adams! Are you still with us?" I look up startled and see everyone is looking at me. I stand up, totally embarassed."Yes, ma'am."
"Oh good. Come here please." I look at her for a moment."Don't you want your paper missy?
"Oh,right." How can I forgot that today we gonna get our marks?

As I approach to her, she is smilling. Well, that is unusual. She never smile during class. Not even once. Then she cough for a moment and..."I'm impressed. You've achieve more than your friend here." then she handed over my paper and I got the shock of my life. 'Oh My God!' my hands were trembling with excitement. I've got 95% on history? Well that's what I call excitement. I have never even like history. "Mia... Come with me to my office after class." she said. I nodded and went back to my seat.

My best bud,Lucy, asked me my score. I just gestured it 'cause I don't want to get mad by my teacher. She was shocked to see how much I have scored. She is so happy that I score that much. Well Lucy isn't the kind that love history much but she's ok.

Although she is a bit weird sometimes,but I love her. She has been my friend since we are 12. I was lonely at the time. But she started talking to me and everything is history. I stare at her for a long time. She notice me and say " why are you staring at me like that? It's creeping me out dude." "Oh it's because I'm hell in love with ya. Can't you see my eyes have turn to heart shaped?" she just punch me on the shoulder. Playfully. We were giggling until Miss Beatrice,our teacher,look behind her. We quickly hid our faces with our history textbook.

When Miss Beatrice's class is over,we look at each other and moments later we burst out laughing. "Oh my. How I hate history." "Yeah...coming from someone who just got A+ on her history."
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After class

I go to Miss Beatrice office as promised. Now I'm standing here, infront of her office having butterfilies in my stomach. I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about this. I knock the door and hear her voice saying "come in!"

I go inside and see a woman that is very familiar to me. "Mom?" I cover my mouth. Why in the world is she here? Of all time? I look at Miss Beatrice and she gesture me to sit down. I took the seat next to my mom. We didn't look at each other or talk. Awkward!

"Mrs Adams, I'm sure you have heard of your daughter achievement, right? The one I talk about in our conversation on the phone a few moments ago?" she look at my mom. I'm confuse. When did Miss Beatrice has my mom's phone number? Are they friends? Wait does my mom even have friends? Beats me.

"Yes miss. And it's a quite achievement. She is good in studying after all. I'm always busy so I don't know all this stuff. But really I'm proud of her."she said,smilling happily.

Hearing her said that makes ne feel guilty. She's proud of me. Just the thought of it makes me happy. Oh why have I been so rude to her?

"Mia? You okay?"I snapped out from it and look at her. Her face is full of concern. It's make me even more guilty. I try to smile. "Oh I'm fine mom. It's okay. See I'm fit as a fiddle." saying that while showing my muscle. Yea, there isn't any muscle though. She smile and giggle a bit.

"You haven't change at all eh,Mia?" then we burst out laughing."Oh Mia here." she hands me a box. A tiny little box."Hmm... What is it mom?" she just smile. I open it up and took it out. "Mom thanks. I always wanted this. How did you know?" it was a necklace with a piece of an oval-shapped jade that I always wanted but was too expensive for me to buy it. "Well you are my daughter."she winked at me. I smile at her too. But suddenly our sweet moment was interupted by a coughing sound.

" Ahem,well let's get down to bussiness eh. So Mrs Adams, I think it's time for Mia to be there right? After all she is mature enough to do it. Although she's 15 she has achieve everything that you wanted. And the sign is showing don't you think?"

I look at both of them repeatedly. What are they talking about? I look at my mom. When she notice me staring at her, her face didn't have any expression at all. "Mom, what is this all about?".
"Oh it's nothing deary. Really. It's just I thought that you would be meeting new friends later. You always said that you love making friends right? So I have been busy lately because of your transfer. Oh isn't that wonderful?" she said smiling.

Oh, transfer... Wait what?! TRANSFER?! SHE WANTS ME TO TRANSFER? I don't wanna leave this place. Especially leaving my best bud here. No way I'm going.

"No way! Naah! Don't wanna! I don't want to leave this place. Although it is boring but I like it here. And you can't make me do it."

"Honey, you know that you will have to leave someday. Look at the bright side. There will be more friends, new environment, new experiences,new..."

"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE THIS SCHOOL! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? FORCING OTHERS TO DO WHAT YOU WANT?!HAH?!" I shouted at my mom. This is the first time in my life I felt as angry as this.
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Mrs Adams(Linda) POV

Oh no. What have I done? She is mad. She can't be mad. It's dangerous. Before I could figure out the solution something hit the wall hard. I look at the direction and to my horror, the chair that Mia was sitting was broken into pieces and the wall was wrecked. No I mean like totally wrecked.

I look at her. She is beginning to be even mad. Oh my...her anger has taken over her. Suddenly her back looks like it has something moving. The thing has become more bigger until her shirt was about to burst but..

"Spri se!"

Suddenly everything becomes quiet. And Mia has stop from getting beserk. She was about to fall but I manage to catch her before her face kiss the floor. Then Beatrice approach us.

"Linda...take her to that place immediately before it's too late."

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