Mia stood at her locker at the beginning of the school day, dressed down in a soft white sweatshirt and some jeans, the seventeen year old high school senior going with her classic casual soft look, as she got her books out for the day.

Mia glanced around the hallways, biting her lip gently as she applied lip balm onto her lips, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for you like she did every morning by her locker, the girl growing impatient as she huffed in annoyance “Come on, dummy.”