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Moonwalker *Episode 5*
~Moonwalker's Funeral~~Of Moonwalker ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Summary: When Trisha's Grandmother die of breast cancer, she'll have a friend come with her back to Ohio, which is Tyla, she will notice how she likes a special celebrity, but he won't be performing at her grandmother's funeral, who do you think Trisha's grandmother a big fan of? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tyla:I told you I'd beat you Me:*rolls my eyes* Tyla and I were playing a game of basketball, I normally win the game, but she won this time, because she's trying to get into the girls basketball team that's at our school, she wants to be on the team so badly, she's even pleaded to the coach can she join, but the coach kicked her out of the gymnasism. Me:I need to sit down *sitting down* Tyla:*breathing heavily* That was fun though Me:How was that fun? You beat me! *chuckling nervously* While I was over Tyla's house, the phone ranged and Tyla picked it up... Tyla:Hello...Oh yeah...yeah she's hear...ok *handing me the phone* Me:Hello?...Hi mom...oh...okay...i'll be over their...ok...bye*handing the phone back to Tyla* Tyla:What did she say? Me:She said my um...Grandmother died Tyla:I am so sorry*rubbing my back* Me:It's ok, I hardly knew her. My mom called me and told me to come back home, she told me that my Grandmother Yvonne died of breast cancer, I nearly wanted to cry hard, but I didn't know her that well to even do so. I hugged Tyla good-bye and began walking home, since my dad wasn't here with me, I called him and told him that we were coming back to Ohio to visit the family. I bet they were going to dress in black, and eat like pigs, ugh I hate that, but my mom doesn't want me to dress in any black so, we went upstairs in my room and began looking in my closet to find something to wear and to bring out my suit case. Mom:You got a lot of Michael Jackson posters *looking around my room* Me:I know mom *looking in my closet* Mom:Ooh! get that one I didn't like the dress she picked out (It looked like this): http://www.target.com/Merona-Easy-Care-Front-Dress/dp/B003D4NQ10/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&searchView=grid5&keywords=polyester-dress&fromGsearch=true&sr=1-9&qid=1295231454&rh=&searchRank=target104545&node=1038576%7C1287991011&searchSize=30&sessionID=181-3036231-5708549&searchPage=1&searchNodeID=1038576%7C1287991011&searchBinNameList=subjectbin%2Cprice%2Ctarget_com_primary_color-bin%2Ctarget_com_size-bin%2Ctarget_com_brand-bin&frombrowse=0 I didn't like it, so I picked out this one: http://www.target.com/Merona-Button-Front-Ponte-Dress/dp/B003U3M8SG/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&searchView=grid5&keywords=polyester-dress&fromGsearch=true&sr=1-10&qid=1295231454&rh=&searchRank=target104545&node=1038576%7C1287991011&searchSize=30&sessionID=181-3036231-5708549&searchPage=1&searchNodeID=1038576%7C1287991011&searchBinNameList=subjectbin%2Cprice%2Ctarget_com_primary_color-bin%2Ctarget_com_size-bin%2Ctarget_com_brand-bin&frombrowse=0 But my mom still didn't like, so my mom and I picked out something that we agreed on, and it was this dress: http://www.target.com/Mossimo-Supply-Juniors-Kimono-Dress/dp/B003YUHE4S/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&searchView=grid5&keywords=polyester-dress&fromGsearch=true&sr=1-2&qid=1295231454&rh=&searchRank=target104545&node=1038576%7C1287991011&searchSize=30&sessionID=181-3036231-5708549&searchPage=1&searchNodeID=1038576%7C1287991011&searchBinNameList=subjectbin%2Cprice%2Ctarget_com_primary_color-bin%2Ctarget_com_size-bin%2Ctarget_com_brand-bin&frombrowse=0 I thought it was the cutest dress alive, and since i'm 16 she said I can wear heels, and I had to pick out the ones, that matched, so we went to the mall, I exactly went to the shoes asile and my gosh! the shoes their were beautiful, and I found the perfect match, their were Louboutins, and they were a realy beauty (it looked like this): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Veryprive.jpg I instantly picked them out... Me:Can I buy them mom please, please, please? *jumping up and down* Mom:*looking at the tag* Do you know how much they cost? Me:Uhm? no Mom:*showing me the tag* They cost $1,000 I wanted them terribly, but she wanted me to get some flats, but then, I walked around the mall sad, while playing with my aeropstale jacket. Mom:Ugh, fine, you can get them Me:Yes! Mom:But, you have to get a job to bring back my money, got that Me:Yes mom I don't think she really means I have to get a job, but I bought the shoes, she thought they were cute, but i'll be the first person to have such expensive shoes. But anyways we went home and I called Tyla and told her about the shoes, she said she wanted to see them and so she came over. Tyla:These are so adorable Me:I know right, and their the perfect size Tyla:You are soo lucky Me:I know right Tyla:My mom would never let me have these shoes around the house, if she would wear them first. Tyla was right, if Tyla brung some adorable shoes, her mom would get mad because she didn't wear the shoes first, she always hated that, but yeah. My mom came in and told her she can go with us to Ohio. So immediately, she packed her stuff up and came over to our house. Tyla:ROAD TRIP!!!!!!! Me:ROAD TRIP!!!!!!! Mom:*rolling her eyes* As we drove to L.A.X. we boarded the plane and flew straight off. When we got to our aunts house, she opened the door. Aunt Neeley:Hey baby *hugging me* Me:Hi aunt neeley Mom:Hey Neeley Aunt Neeley:Mmm *rolls her eyes* Hey Aunt Neeley and my mom were sisters, but when my aunt took her boyfriend back in the '80's, they've been enemies, ever since now my grandmother died, they are still enemies. Tyla:*Whispering to me* Whoa what happened their? Me:*Whispering*I don't know I knew this was going to be a bad day today... ○`The Funeral`○ As we headed to the funeral home, I sat in the front, and well my cousin, Howard, was looking at my bestfriend Tyla. Me:Umm Tyla? Tyla:Yeah Me:My cousin is staring at you sexually Tyla:*looking* I told you this was going to be crazy, until I heard my mom talking to my uncle Richard. Mom:Yeah Richard:She really loved Michael Jackson Me:.... What!? she liked Michael...Michael Jackson? how can this be, she never told me she did, nor I didn't tell her that, but I felt my stomach turning around and around, this was just a nightmare. To Be Continued..
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