I just thought black was classy and looked cool! Yes, I suppose there are worse things than going through a goth phase, she said. But because I’d chosen to do this during the summer, Mom-along with my stepdad, Eddie, and my stepbrother, Dan, thought it was weird. I’d decided to go monochromatic and see how I liked it. She wore only black herself, and I thought she looked seriously cool and put together. I love to design clothes, and I watch fashion show competitions on TV, and recently, I saw a designer who made this all-black collection and fell in love. I looked down at the short black sleeveless dress I was wearing. One minute she was my sweet and smiley Mia, and the next she’s wearing black and moping around. I just don’t know what happened, Sharon, Mom was saying as she talked to the mom of my best friend Katie. Then I heard my mom’s voice drift through the kitchen window. It was a hot Friday afternoon in July, and I’d been in the chair for an hour, listening to the bees buzz and the birds chirp, and not doing much else. I lay on a beach chair in my backyard under the big maple tree, staring up at the undersides of the tree leaves.
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