Why be a hero when you can have cocoa?

Chapter 1

For some reason while I was writing this character out I somehow thought of Mei from Overwatch as Mia close names I know but it is complete coincidence.

Ch1: And it just stopped too!

Mia

Song of the chapter: Kung fu fighting by Carl Douglas

Let's get one thing straight. I'm not a main character. I'm not a villain or a hero, and I am definitely not a love interest! I go to Main High, where everyone trains to become a main character in their own story. The only reason why I'm going, is to find out how to AVOID becoming one. I never liked being the center of attention. It's makes me feel like I'm going to pass out. Everyone here though, wants it. Hell, they crave for it.

In Main High, no one goes unnoticed. Even the unpopular kids get their own spot as a Main or, at least, a Side. A Main is a person that gets to become the main character of a story of their choice. A Side, gets to be one of the Main's friends or helpers in said story. I wanna be a Blank. A person that no one will remember, no one will bother me or make me feel like shit. In other terms, I don't wanna come here, but like my mom always sings "We can't always get what we want."

In this world, we get picked to be what we are at birth. Our whole lives are based on trying to become a main character. When we're born, we get put into three categories. Main, Side, and Blank. Blanks are babies that are born without a face. They don't get a story, not even be side character. I got placed into Main. My sister too. When you grow up a bit, you get to go to school! Yay! Not really. From there, it's people asking you what you have, are you a Side or a Main? What story to do you wanna be a part of? Do you have anyone that you like? All the usual bullshit. Hell, the most popular Main's would have the obnoxiously crazy hair that somehow is natural and sit by the window at the back of class.

I'm the opposite. My hair isn't naturally crazy and I sit as far from the window as possible in the front. I try to keep a low profile while I'm at school and if I see something that could spark me becoming a Main or Side, I get as far away as possible. Don't get me wrong, I like people. One of my friends is a Side. I just don't want the drama it causes. People always end up getting hurt one way or another and I don't have time for that.

My name is Mia Williams. I know, basic. I'm 17 years old single and staying that way. I have short purple and blue hair in an undercut style, that I styled myself, with hazel eyes. I wear glasses for camouflage and I work at my aunt's bakery just a few blocks from my house. I like to see myself as cute and chubby. Well, cut out the cute part. That might start something. I'm five foot two and full of sass. Seriously, don't fucking mess with me when I have a bad day, like today.

"Come on Mia. One little date, is that too hard to ask?"

Meet Lucas. The school's beloved Main. For real, how does a guy like him even get loved? Lucas has been harassing me for a couple of weeks now, trying to get me to go out with him. He made a goal for himself since we started high school that he would date every girl here. I'm not the last one, but I sure as hell am not going to out with a jerk like him! He even looks like one. Five foot eleven with a smoking hot bod, and spiky hair that makes him look like a candle. Seriously, it does. It's blonde with bright red tips. His face usually holds a cocky smirk and his nose is bent from getting broken one too many times but for some reason it works for him. I'm not saying he isn't hot, he is. I just don't like him.

"Lay off Lucas! I'm trying to get to class!" I yelled at him.

He grabbed me by my backpack and pinned me to the wall, both of his arms were trapping me. His bright blue eyes staring straight into mine. "Pretty please with a cherry on top?"