Everything seemed to fine and now when she was more at home in apartment it didn't feel so weird.“After all I will do the studies at the universalit... and mostly sleep and eat here,” Mia thought as she entered the bedroom. She stopped in front of the large mirror and did a slow turn. Mia like many others always did dream of becoming a model but she was a practical girl that realized that the chances for that were slim. She was tall and slim but her hair didn't really cut the mark. It was in a. ” I quickly replied.“How about on your way home, this evening?” she asked.“Sure, no problem, see you then.” I promised.By the time I pulled into my in-laws drive, my head was reeling from all of the possibilities. They were waiting for me in the den, their faces gave no clue what was in store. I sat down in the chair directly opposite them and waited for the news. My mother-in-law took control of the situation, as usual.“Jeff, we have thought a lot about this and we just still don’t know. I. You want me to email a photo? I’ll do it right now. Look, Lucius, you owe me! We had a weekend lined up, and you swanned off to San Diego to hook up with some little fuck-buddy of yours, remember? This will not be a chore, trust me. But I want you to be nice to her. And don’t tell her we had this conversation. Costume? Well yeah, I did have something in mind for you. I thought if I gave you a theme, you could use your imagination and run with it. Let me explain…” * *Over three weeks Gabrielle. "Mia!" Ana gasped, "What happened to your face?" It's a long story. Can you wait until we get home so we don't have to tell it twice?"Kirsten, Ana's best friend, wasn't about to let it go that quickly. "Did you guys get into a fight with each other?" the blonde asked. Ana's eyes opened wide and then she glared at me through the rearview mirror."No," Mia said."With someone else?" Kirsten, please," Mia said, obviously exasperated."Well, I'm not going home with you, so I won't get to hear it!".