1. THE DEATH TOKEN
"God mum!" I exclaimed. "Give me a break for once!" and with that I grabbed my phone and ran outside. I didn't know where I was headed; I just had to get out, away from her.
I don't know what I'm going to do with her anymore. I'm sick of her yelling at me about the smallest things like, wearing odd socks or wearing an old top that might have the tiniest stain in the corner when I'm at home. It's not like we're going out to some fancy restaurant or to a shopping centre. But no. I have to wear nice clothes inside the house at all times.
"You never know who might pop by honey," she'd say. I don't know how many times she's said it to me throughout my whole life. But it's probably more times than I have said hello to her.
I decided to go for a walk to the park, since it's only a few houses down and it's getting dark.
I sat on my bench and pulled out my phone. I love this bench. It may be getting old and almost fallen apart but it's where I've always come when I had problems. It's always been there for me. If I have an argument with a friend, a teacher has pissed me off or in this case, when I've had enough of mum.
I was just about to text my bestie, April when I noticed Mitch heading towards me.
Mitch and I have been really close friends since the start of year seven. It's been two years since then and nothing has changed.
"Hey Ear!" he called out from across the field.
My name's not really Ear. I mean that would just be plain stupid and I would dislike my parents even more. My name is actually Mia. I don't know how the idea of calling me Ear popped into his brain. All he said was, "It sounds so cute and it rhymes with Mia." So not cute!
"Hey Mitchy," I replied. He hates it when I call him that. His mum calls him that all the time.
"Haven't I told you not to call me that before?" he questioned me in a threatening tone.
"And haven't I told you not to call me Ear again?" I replied.
"Oh, come on. It sounds so cute," he said in a pleading voice.
"I said no Mitch. Just quit it," I sounded quiet harsh.
"Jeez, not need to get angry," then his face lit up. "Let me guess. You had another argument with your mum, right?" It wasn't a question. He knew it was a yes.
"Can we please not talk about it? I've probably got a lecture coming in the near future," I sighed. "So...What brings you here?"
"Um, well, nothing really. There was nothing to do at home, so I decided to go for a walk," and with that he sat beside me.
"Want to walk then?" I asked.
"Sure. I mean that's why I came here," he said then we both got up.
"Ow!" I exclaimed. "That kills!" and I fell back down on the seat.
"What is it now?" he asked and grinned.
"My whole leg is numb," I complained.
"Race you to the park..." he joked.
"Ha ha ha," I said sarcastically. "It's not funny! It kills, now help me up!" I demanded.
He didn't hesitate or make another joke or comment. He pulled his hand out from his pocket and pulled me up straight away. That's the good thing about Mitch. If he realises something anyone says is true, he tries to do whatever he can to help and doesn't make a big fuss about it. Unlike Nick his best mate who is currently dating Ella, another friend of mine and April's. Even if Nick thinks you are telling the truth he'll keep on making jokes about it and sit there and laugh his head off.
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Why can't anything be simple?Teen Fiction
This story is about a 16 year old girl named Mia going through high school, trying to make up her mind up about who she likes, what to wear and who to trust.