Chapter Twelve
Mia
I have no idea what the guys are up to. First, they go over to Noah’s house, pick up my things, and then they suddenly want to talk to my parents? What’s up with that?
I wait until the guys have all grabbed a box and are on their way to the building, before I find a lighter box and follow them. I should probably help out, since it’s my stuff and all...
When I get to the apartment, Jake is already standing in the living room, chatting to my parents. They seem to be happy enough to see him, asking how he’s doing with his research and everything, and I feel like I’m behind again, I feel like I’ve failed them all over again. They wanted a kid like Jake, not someone like me. Not someone who can’t make their dreams come true.
I’m about to take the box I’m holding to my ro
