She decided that was Devarn's business and his confession to make not hers. " He doesn't like" she let out, trying to sound as evenly as possible. " He likes someone else" she hoped the pain she felt in her gut now was not apparent in her tone.
She would not be an object of pity a boy didn't recognize her heart.
" Who?" she heard Medusa gasp. She could picture her widened eyes. The girl had no idea, that fool.
Mia settled on a sleeveless tank top with a short denim skirt. Something to beat the weather. " I don't know" she lied.
Medusa was probably the most unsuspecting person in the universe, toss her the crown during the prize giving ceremony of the year please, Mia rolled her eyes.
"Mia" Medusa's voice became tender with pity and was moving towards her to deliver a pitiful embrace but Mia held her hands out.
