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Moonwalker *Episode 4*
~Moonwalker's Halloween Party~~Of Moonwalker ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Summary: This is a scary story whoooo naw haha but this is about Trisha and Tyla throwing a halloween party, since it's halloween, they throwing the party over Tyla's house, when Trisha tries to get the chance to ask Michael out, but something came up, will she ask him out later? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ○`October 31st, 1973`○ Today is Halloween, I just remember it was Valentines day, but that sucked because I couldn't ask Michael out for nothing, but I heard he had a Valentines. I was in my bedroom, laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, until I heard someone knocking on my bedroom door. Me:Come in! Mom:Hey honey Me:Hey mom Mom:I bought you lunch *handing me a tray* Me:Thanks Mom:What's wrong? I didn't want to tell my mom about Michael, because she'll give me a long speech about how she was the exact same way about a guy back in her day, ugh it was annoying. Me:Mmm nothing Mom:Ya sure? Me:Yeah, i'm fine Mom:Ok, *kissed my forhead* buh bye *walking* Me:Bye I began eating my soup, it was tomato soup actually, I enjoyed eating it, but I dranked it, but before I could close my door, Tyla busted in. Hittine me on my head with the door. Me:Ouch! Tyla:Sorry *twirling a strand of her hair* Me:I don't want a head trauma Tyla:Sorry Me:What do you want? *slamming my door* Tyla:I came over here to tell you i'm throwing a Halloween Party, wanna come? I can't believe Tyla was throwing a Halloween Party tonight, I bet it was going to be the best one yet! Me:Sure, I'll go Tyla:Just dress in something fantastic, not like your wardrobe. Me:That is so mean *chuckling* Tyla:I was telling the truth girl Me:Bye Tyla:Tootals *winking* This is going to be the best night of my life, I tried to think, is this going to be right for me, is Michael going to be their?, ahh! Michael, just thinking about him makes me feel so great inside. Michael is like the sunshine of my life, I just hope it was going to be right, Later that night, I told my mom I was going to Tyla's party, her halloween party, and my mom said how about I go trick-or-treating, I looked at her like she was stupid, I didn't want to, but I just wanted to see Michael. ○`9:00 P.M.`○ I was walking to Tyla's house, the night where people gather mostly, I seen Michael and his friend named James, they both were cute, but I didn't like James, I loved Michael, they both didn't where any costumes or anything but I just wanted to go in before he seen me. Until I bumped into James. James:Whoa! watch out girly *holding me* Me:Sorry *blushing* I walked in the house, and I guess James and Michael stayed outside talking. ○`Michael's P.O.V.`○ Trisha bumped into James, my pal since grade school, She looked very sexy in those skinny jeans she had on, ugh, what am I saying, I have a girlfriend, but James was telling me how I should break up with my girlfriend Shelia and go out with Trisha, I said naw, but I rather not. ○`My P.O.V.`○ I got into the kitchen and seen Tyla kissed up with some random guy, I pushed him out the way and I began to talk to her. Tyla:Hey girl, how's the party for ya? Me:It's good Tyla:Well *drinking her punch* you should go ask him out Me:What?! Tyla:Go ask him out! I went walking to Michael he was standing their with James, until he moved away. Me:Hey Michael Michael:Hey Trish, how are you? Me:Good, can I ask you something? Michael:Yeah sure, what is it? Me:Um, will you go out with me? Michael:Ohh! i'm sorry, I have a girlfriend I stood their, it felt like the whole room went quiet To Be Continued..
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