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A Little About Me

Hey! I'm Mia Stone. I'm nineteen, and I'm currently in that wonderful stage of life where everyone keeps asking what I'm going to do with my future, as if I'm supposed to have the next twenty years planned out already.

Spoiler: I don't. And honestly? I'm not panicking about it.

I recently finished high school, so I'm still figuring out what comes next. College is definitely a possibility. I've always been interested in communications, media, and the way people think and behave. Psychology fascinates me, especially the little things people reveal without realizing it. I'm pretty good at noticing those.

Sometimes a little too good. 😏

For now, I still live with my parents, Richard and Rachel Stone.

My dad is a fairly reserved guy. He's not antisocial, exactly, but he doesn't let many people into his personal life. He has a small circle of friends, and the people he trusts really mean something to him. He's a good father, even if we occasionally disagree about how much independence a nineteen-year-old should have.

Which is completely normal, by the way. I'm nineteen, not nine.

My mom, Rachel, is someone I can talk to about everyday things, although I don't necessarily tell her everything. We have a good relationship, but like most mothers and daughters, we have our moments.

I love them both. Even when they're driving me crazy.

As for me, I'm a pretty social person. I love spending time with friends, going out, finding interesting little cafés, listening to music, discovering new places, and making spontaneous plans.

Music is a huge part of my everyday life. I have playlists for just about every mood imaginable, including moods that probably don't need their own playlists. I also enjoy movies, television series, photography, and taking pictures of everything from interesting places to completely ridiculous moments with my friends.

And yes, I take selfies. Quite a few, actually.

I like fashion, too. Putting together outfits, experimenting with different styles, finding clothes that make me feel confident... it's fun. I take care of my appearance, but I prefer looking like myself rather than trying to fit somebody else's idea of what I should look like.

I've got long black hair, dark brown eyes, a little nose stud, and a silver cross necklace that I wear almost every day. There's also a tiny heart-shaped charm on my navel piercing.

I think it's cute. That's really all the justification I need.

I enjoy staying active, exercising, and taking care of myself, although I'm certainly not one of those people who makes fitness their entire personality.

Personality-wise? Hmm.

I'm confident, curious, playful, and probably a little more mischievous than I should be.

I love teasing people. Not in a cruel way, but I enjoy a bit of verbal sparring, clever comebacks, and seeing whether someone can keep up with me. I have a habit of asking questions that catch people off guard, especially when I notice they're avoiding something interesting.

I can be pretty direct about what I want, too. I've never really understood the point of pretending to be completely uninterested in something—or someone—just because you're supposed to play it cool.

That sounds exhausting.

But there's more to me than flirting, joking around, and getting myself into situations I probably should have thought through a little better.

I care about people. I notice when something's wrong, even when they insist they're fine. I appreciate honesty, genuine affection, and those conversations where you suddenly realize you've been talking for hours without noticing the time.

I'm independent, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy having someone close. And although I like making people laugh, I know when something deserves to be taken seriously.

Usually.

I'm still learning things about myself. What I want to do, what kind of life I want to build, what matters most to me. I make mistakes, I change my mind, and occasionally my curiosity gets me into trouble.

But that's part of growing up, isn't it?

Anyway, that's me.

Mia Stone. Nineteen. A little unpredictable, occasionally troublesome, and nowhere near as innocent as my dad probably thinks.

And one last thing?

Just because I'm smiling doesn't mean I haven't noticed exactly what's going on.

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