-Taylor's POV-
I walked in the house from a long day of shopping for groceries and it was awfully quiet.
I looked at my watch and it was only 4 o'clock.
I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge to find Mia's lunch box in the fridge.
I opened the box and saw she had taken only one bite, I scratched around and saw the lunch I had made for her this afternoon but it hadn't been touched.
I frowned and walked up stairs towards my room. I walked past Mia's room to find the door closed, I put my hand around the handle and tried opening the door but it was locked.
I knocked on the door and heard nothing.
"Mia open this door now!" I said raising my voice.
I heard a moan and feet dragging against the carpet. Her door opened and I saw that she was in her pajamas
"What" Mia said rubbing her eyes from the sleep,
"Why are you sleeping its 4 o'clock!" I said frowning in confusion,
"I was damn tired and today was a crap day" she said looking so miserable.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I said softly trying to comfort her
"No" Mia said coldly and closed the door in my face and locked it again,
My mouth hung opened at how Mia had been acting, I sighed and walked back downstairs to make myself some lunch.
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Love's Complicated
Teen FictionHi, my name is Mia, I am 17 years old and still currently in that dreadful thing called school. When I was about 11 years my parents, my sister and I were In a car crash and my sister and I were the only ones that survived sadly. My sisters name is...
