A/N: I wanted to do Mia and Dawn’s side of the story, and so I’ll continue this once I’m done with Breathing For Too Long, but for now, here’s the first chapter.

Chapter 1

Dawn sighed, pushing her soft black hair behind her ears to reveal blue headphones for her blue Ipod Nano, as she laid on her bed, swinging around on the giant King sized bed. The 15-year-old grinned, as she spun around, letting her black tank top reveal part of her stomach, showing the top of her denim blue short shorts she wore that ended mere inches past her booty. Dawn grinned, and pushed her homework aside. Homework is stupid, I’m basically loaded, I don’t have to give a shit about this crap… she thought, as she got up, letting her hair swing freely behind her.

The slim 15-year-old sighed, as she unplugged her earphones and turned it on to MTV, listening to some music before getting bored. The girl laid sprawled out in her giant bed, and picked up her phone. Looking at the time, it was 5:43 pm, and she was bored to death on this beautiful Monday. School had ended weeks ago, and since then Dawn would go out with her friends May and Sharon to go spend money on shopping or partying.

Dawn grinned, as she called May, eager to go get wasted at some College party. Dawn didn’t care about what other people thought of her…in this town, she was known as…a ‘slut’, however, Dawn was a virgin. She just felt that guys were like her clothes, and got more when she felt like it. There weren’t any real men in this small town to build up any excitement at all for the teenager. Plus, her birthday was coming in a month which meant more money from her lovely relatives.

Dawn had connections, everywhere. Her Favorite Uncle was an important man in Hollywood, her cousin Jason was a famous movie actor, her dad was the CEO of the biggest business out at the moment, Resort, her auntie was a Head Surgeon, her eldest brother was a Chef in France, and her other older brother is a Quarterback in some football team. And of course, her mom had been one of the few people investing in Google, which had became a giant success years ago, boosting up whatever they had had.

The black haired girl didn’t have any plans for the future, she’d probably marry a richer man and be a housewife. Education didn’t matter at all to her, and having a great time was the only subject she’d ever give a crap about.

The girl jumped off her bed, and stripped herself to ready herself to go clubbing with some bribery and meet a new boy-toy to play around with. Going into her walk in closet that was as big as her bedroom due to all the clothes she’s had and fit her, the 5’4 girl got out a short green dress, with a black belt with a bow on it, and got leggings to make sure that any guys that got a feel didn’t get direct contact anywhere. She got black heels, 2 inch heels, which was enough to protect herself from persistent boys.

Picking up a curling iron and plugging it in for her to heat it up, Dawn started on her make up. After that, she started to curl her hair that passed her shoulders, and smiled at herself before butting on black earrings.

She sat on her bed, and picked up her bag, opened it, and pulled out a smoke and lit it with a silver lighter. She opened her window so the smoke wouldn’t set off the smoke detectors, and took a drag, opening up her phone.

There were text messages, some from her latest boy toys, and one from May and Sharon, who told her to start heading out to a new club called, The Corner. Dawn grinned, ready to experience a new club, before putting her phone in her bag, along with pepper spray, her wallet with only 40 dollars, a fake ID, and a knife. Just in case there were persistent boys.

Not even having to worry about her time of when she left or not, she went outside her mansion waiting for May to pick her up, however, by the time she got out, the dirty blonde hair was already grinning with Sharon. “Oh god, Dawn, tonight will be fantastic. Once again, we will meet some hotties!” Sharon shouted excitedly in the convertible, giving Dawn an evil grin. “You know Jamie? Her boyfriend, Anderson, the Quarterback was so hitting on me at the last party! He’s a fucking arrogant bitch…” Dawn said, annoyed about it. May snickered, and laughed, “Oh him? He’s hardly good in bed at all. Probably the smallest dick I’ve ever been with.” Dawn gagged, repulsed at first by the thought, but then covered it up with a fake laugh

Like she said, she didn’t like boys. She…wanted men. Or so she thought. May was about to move, however, a limo pulled up in front of the mansion, and Dawn’s father stepped out, not even waiting for the driver to open his door with a furious face.

“DAWN MICHELLE LESVER! Young lady, do you know your grades are affecting my status! I have assigned you to go to a tutor and until your academic work improves you are grounded this whole summer!” yelled her father, who was red in the cheeks.

Dawn’s jaw dropped open, not believing what she just heard. May sighed, and puppy looked Mr. Lesver, “Aww come on Mr. Lesver, we were about to go study ourselves!” She begged. Mr. Lesver glared at them and hissed, “Study what? Sex! Dawn, get in the car. We’ll be dropping you off at your tutor’s house everyday, and Mark our driver will wait outside for you and I will also make daily calls to see if you’re there, and if I find you missing you are going to have NOTHING this summer, do you hear me!” Mr. Lesver said with anger and grabbed Dawn’s purse, robbing her from all other chances of obtaining freedom.

Dawn glared at her father, and pushed him aside before sitting in the car, obviously pissed. May and Sharon groaned, and drove off to the club themselves. The limo started to leave,

They dropped her off at a regular house, a freaking small ass one story house, and Mark waited on the street in the car. So its true…damnit! My summer is fucking ruined! Ugh! I’m going to make whoever’s life this is hell until they beg me not to come! Fucking bitches… Dawn angrily thought as she rung the doorbell.

The door opened, and a shorter girl, probably 5’1, opened it, and looked at her with…unique eyes. They were brown, but they had these cool variations of a lighter brown, and red in them, and her hair was a dark brownish red color, and it was a bit curly but in a cute way. She had a clean face, and a perfect nose, and Dawn looked down not knowing why her heart stopped beating as her eyes traveled down her body. She wore a simple Junior High Sweatshirt, and blue skinny jeans and black converses, and she had thick framed glasses placed on her nose. She looked like a freaking emo nerd-wannabee... or that’s just what Dawn told herself.

Though she is a cute girl she also thought, and stared at the girl before sighing and looked at her. “Uhh…I’m Dawn Lesver, and I’m supposed to be tutored here?” The girl looked at her, shook her head, and moved aside to let her in, and closed the door.

“Oh, so your Lesver’s daughter? My sister, Christine, she’s out getting food right now, so your stuck with me for about half an hour. I’m Mia,” the younger girl said, extending out her hand, and before Dawn grabbed it out of instinct, Mia hissed at her, “If you give any kind of shit to my sister, I’ll fucking kill you.”

Dawn’s jaw dropped, surprised, and her defenses did fall, but she felt a shiver. The kind of power the girl had when she said it…it was…admirable? But she was being told off by a kid, a freaking 13-year-old girl! Dawn glared at her, and dropped her hand. “Fuck off kid, don’t even try to mess with me. I’ll sue your ass before you can even get the thought of hurting me,” Dawn said, her nose flaring in anger.

Mia simply grinned and crossed her arms. “Then if I kill you right now, you can’t do shit.” Dawn backed up, immediately feeling scared by the Mia’s voice, and backed down. Mia simply grinned and laughed. “God, I was joking, but seriously, don’t give any shit to my sister. Unlike you, we work hard to get into college,” Mia said, obviously showing the fact that she and probably everyone in the town knew who Dawn was. Dawn glared at something on the floor, feeling her privacy invaded.

“Dude…how old are you?” Dawn asked, not even thinking of what she was saying. This so wasn’t her, she didn’t talk to people like Mia, but she was right here and then. Mia looked at her, and gave her a bright smile. “I’m 13, you?”

“15. So…um…Mia…Look, I don’t want to be here standing for half an hour doing nothing…so…” Dawn said as she shifted her weight uncomfortably, and Mia just smiled and patted a seat next to her. “Okay then. Look, Dawn, I’m sure your not really a slut and or bitch that people always say when your talked about. And no offense, but you seem like one, but like, I’m not going to base my own opinion on from what I hear….”

Dawn looked surprised at Mia, usually 13-year-olds happened to believe everything they came through their ears, or at least she did when she was 13. Dawn blushed and looked down, “I’m a virgin. What are you going to base your opinion on anyways…?” Dawn asked, feeling curious.

“Hey, you’re going to be here for the rest of summer. I thought I have a chance to shove it in my friends face that you aren’t the bitch people say you are. You might be, but there might be this whole different side of you,” Mia simply said, before Dawn stood up, glaring at her.

“You think you’re really going to get close to me? Oh are you fucking kidding me? Look, I’m only talking to…a freak like you, just because I have 30 minutes, but if your going to try and do…this whole ‘get to know me’ evaluation, your just screwing yourself over!” Dawn said, obviously mad. She wasn’t offended…its just…she didn’t like it. She didn’t like having people know her…

Dawn…Dawn didn’t even know herself. She only did what her mind was telling her, not her heart. She…she didn’t want Mia to know who she was before she knew who herself was. The older girl looked away, feeling bad, and ignored the sharp comment Mia threw back. “Oh, okay, so you are a fucking bitch. Ugh, fuck, you’re an immature bitch.” Mia hissed before stomping her way down the hallway and slamming a door shut.

Dawn sat down on the couch and leaned back, and shook this uneasy feeling that built up in her. Mia was a fucking 13-year-old.

She didn’t need to feel shit for her.

TBC, but probably in a long time or if I’m heavily influenced/inspired.