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Runaway...! (Part 1)
Haayy Ya'll, Vicky here! :D Well, you see I got bored from writing my last stories, but I'm going to complete them, they're juz on hold though. I hope you guys enjoy this new story I'm starting! :) The name makes no sense I know lol, but the story is nice as far as I made it up in my mind! ;) Hehe. Well, Dedicated to MJsite, Caity, Cessy, Lexa, Spence, Kelz.. Eveerryooonnee! <3 I love you all, Vicky. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Having a perfect relationship seems so perfect doesn't it? So suspicious. Our future... Mine and Michaelâ??s seemed so... Beautiful. Everything was just so perfect, until the night of 17th April, 1976. Michael: *Sneaking into our bedroom at 2 am* Me: *Turning around on the bed* Michael? Michael: *Jumping* Gosh Ashanti, you scared me. Me: *Sitting on the bed* Where were you? Michael: *Taking off his shoes* In the studio. Me: This late? *Looking at the clock* Its 2 am Michael. Michael: I'm sorry okay? Get back to bed. *Getting in bed and switching off the light* Me: *Switching it on* Michael, talk to me, where were you? Michael: I swear I was in the studio Ashanti. Back to sleep please, I'm really tired. Me: *Not convinced* But --- Michael: *Kissing me* I'm sorry, get some sleep baby. Something didnâ??t feel right, I let it go and slept. Was he really in the studio? Is Michael lying to me? Is he? ... The next morning I woke up really late. It was 3 pm. And Michael was also still sleeping. I woke him up thinking he had work. But he told me he took the day off to stay with me. Me: Really? *Smiling* Michael: Yes babe, for you. Me: *Hugging him* I'm sorry about yesterday. Michael: Nah, it was something dumb to fight about. *Giggling* Me: *Smiling* I love this man, but I have a bad feeling about the studio thing still. I wonder if he was lying to me or he was really in the studio. Why would he lie to me? Nah, I'm just imagining, Michael would never lie to me. He's the love of my life, and he would not lie to me. ^1 WEEK LATER^ Michael: *Waking me up* Guess what today is? Me: *Smiling* What? Michael: Doesn't 24th April, ring a bell? Me: Um...? Michael: *Shocked face* You forgot? Me: *Laughing* *Jumping on him* NEVER!! Michael: Thank God. Me: *Kissing him everywhere* I love you Michael Joseph Jackson. Michael: *Kissing back* I love you Ashanti Cameroon. Me: *Smiling* We sat there making out for a while. It was our 2 year anniversary. You heard right people, dating Michael Jackson for two freaking years. Amazing huh? Man, I love him so much. I'm so glad me and him met in high school. If we haven't met, we wouldn't have been together by now. All thanks to my parents, who got me in California. But, I have to admit, before me and Michael started dating, I was a bitch, and he was a jerk. Perfect isn't it? I should start from the beginning shouldn't I? You should know what happened before all this perfect life. ^2 YEARS BACK, 1974^ Me: Momma, I hate you! Mum: *Looking at me* What the fuck Ashanti? Me: I don't wanna go to California. Mum: Do you wanna see dad? Me: Yes! Mum: Well.. We're going to Cali then. Me: BUT MUM --- Mum: Your voice young lady. Me: But Mum, why does Dad have to be in CALIFORNIA! Mum: Cuz he's got a great job over there, now suck it up and sit quietly. Me: UGH!! *Sitting quietly in the car* I hate this; I'm going to miss my friends. I'm going to miss Loreen and Trish so much. I don't want to go to California, although I want to see Daddy over there. Screw Dad's dumb job. Music producer! What was he thinking of? Jeez. Wait, thatâ??s actually cool. But still, I want to go back to Australia. Two hours, Five hours, Ten hours passed... We're in California. Sigh. I'm going to miss Australia so much though. I fixed my short skirt and jacket, and wore my heels back on, and fixed my makeup and hair and went outside the car with Mum to see our new house, and to meet Dad. I saw Dad waiting for us at the door, as soon as he saw us, he ran to us and hugged us so tight, I nearly chocked. He kissed mum and kissed my forehead, but then... He noticed my great clothes. Dad: Ashanti? What the hell are you wearing? Me: Clothes Dad. Dad: Why is your skirt so short? And since when do you wear heels and put make up? Me: Dad since I turned 16. What the hell? Dad: But --- Mum: Cameroon, leave her. Whatever I tell her, it never works. Dad: *Sigh* Alright, come on you guys inside. I made dinner. Me: I missed your cooking Daddy. Dad: Well, back to eating my food hunny bun. Me: *Grinning* I ran inside the house. It was huge and BEAUTIFUL. Typical BEAUTIFUL. I love it so much. I ran upstairs - After taking off my heels - And checked my room. It looked so beautiful. White and Green. My favorite colors. I loved it so much. My bed... It looked so organized and beautiful, I even had a piano. DAD GOT ME A PIANO!! He remembers I used to play the Piano when I was younger, and I still do. I checked my bathroom, White and Green too. It was HUGE just like my room and CLOSET! My closet had everything; I don't even need the clothes I got. It had everything. I was in HEAVEN. I opened my white curtains; I looked outside to check the neighborhood. There was a huge house beside mine, and a window apposite my bedroom window. I looked around more. The house looked beautiful, and so did our neighborhood. Out of nowhere, the window apposite me opened, and I saw a black boy standing there... I closed my window as fast as I can because I got embarrassed. I changed into sweat pants and a huge t-shirt I found in my bag, and ran downstairs to eat dinner, because I was STARVING. Mum and Dad were sitting at the table eating. I went and sat with them. Me: You could've wait for me at least you guys? Mum: I was hungry hun. Me: *Rolling my eyes* Gosh Mum. Dad: *Laughing* So? Would you like to go to school tomorrow? Me: *Sigh* Sure Dad. I finished eating with my parents as a family. It was 5 pm, I was really tired though. I had my window opened - I am the kind that loves fresh air in my room - I checked my phone for messages. No texts? Did my friends already forget about me? I sighed and went in bed and dozzed of to sleep. How will tomorrow be like? Who am I gonna meet? Am I gonna get friends? Or...? ---------------------------------------------------------------- Well, that was the 1st part of "RunAway" I hope you guys enjoyed it! :) Love you all, <3
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