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Reality's Embrace Chapter 1.
Before you read: Michael Jackson is NOT famous And this is happening in 2011. Michael- Trees, houses, cars go by the window shield, and i sit here, not caring for any of it. I click through my ipod, trying to choose a song to listen to. But what's the use? Everything i had in my perfect life, was gone. Friends, parties, my girflriend. Yeah, all gone. I'm still with Veronica, but i'm a million miles away from her. The sunlight hits my face like bricks, and i shield it by putting my hoodie over my face. My mom gabs on and on and on about how this summer is going to be filled with "fun". We're gonna meet new people, see new places, maybe even buy another house. She laughs jokingly at that last statement. We're moving into my aunt's old house in California. I'm not excited to move in it. I'm wasn't even excited to step out of my old house in Atlanta. My younger siblings, Janet&Randy, fight over a crayon in the seats next to me. "I want it!" Janet yelps in fury "No I want it!" Randy mocks her. I roll my eyes and grab the crayon from both their hands. I roll down the window and throw the crayon out, angrily. I close the window and stare at them both, annoyed "There. Now none of you get the freakin crayon" and I put my head back into my sleeping position. They both cross their arms and start pinching each other. Oh, please make it stop! Our car slowly stops for a red light and I open my eyes slightly to see the place we have to live in. There were palm trees, little shops, and a few hot babes walking on the sidewalks. I sat up a little and uncovered my eyes from my hoodie. I sat there, romaing with my eyes. This place was kinda nice. I shut my ipod off and just stared out the window. My mom turned and saw me glancing out, in awe. "You like it Michael?" she asked while smiling. I turned quickly and rolled my eyes "It's NOT Atlanta mom" I mumbled and pouted. She sighed softly "I know sweetie, but we're gonna have a whole new exciting life here in California. Try to be a little supportive here" she frowned a little. I just scoffed "Whatever" and I stared back out the window, watching the palm tree leaves flutter in the California breeze. Cecilia- Day 409, Dear Diary. Today I saw a little white rabbit in our garden. He was muching on the little lettuce leaves that were part of the garden. I smiled at that. I wonder if rabbits know they're trespassing and actually stealing people's food. I didn't mind it though, I know they're hungry. If I were a rabbit, i'd totally do the same. But with twizzlers instead of lettuce, i LOVE those things. Anyways, I watched the rabbit have a few bites of that lettuce, until my stupid idiotic dog, Penelope, charged at it. I was sad to see it run away, hopefully I see it again. Don't worry, i'll tell you if I do see it again. I'll write more later, right now...my momma's making waffles. I closed my diary and jumped off my fluffy white bed. I ran down the stairs and sat on the chairs of the dining room. My mom came in with a plate full of chocolate chip waffles, oh yeah. I was ready to chug everything down in my small stomach. My sister, Abby, rush down too. She sensed they were there. She plopped down on the chair and took one. She stuffed it in her mouth. I gave her a disgusted look. She looked back at me "What the frick you lookin at?" she muffled with the waffle in her face. My mom pointed a finger at her "What did I say Abbigal? No using that type of language" Abby rolled her eyes "It's called slang mom, and it's not bad. I use them to cover up my cuss words" she snared at me. I stuck my tongue out at her and ate my waffle like a normal human being. My sister Abbigal and I were the only children in the family. My mom was a housewife, and my dad was a teacher for the school down the street from our house. It was an elementary school, so my dad dealt with children all day. It was summer vacation, so I don't know where my dad was. My mom stared out the window of our kitchen window and gasped softly. "We have new neighbors!" she chimed. Here we go again. Whenever we get new neighbors, whether it's across the street or right next door, she jumps up and down and starts chanting that we have new neighbors. Yes mom, we all know, we have eyes. The lady that lived in that house before, was always so grumpy. Whenever Penelope tried to go in her yard, her stupid cat, Finna, would attack her, or she would just come out all crazy with a broom. She must've been PMSing the whole time we lived there, or she was just born that way. I never really liked her. I finished my waffle and got up to clean the plate. I took the trash and went outside to go throw it in the black bin. Suddenly, a car was parking into the driveway next door. I could see a lady, maybe as young as mom, and a man, a little younger then dad in the drivers seats. They parked their car and their doors opened. Suddenly, I saw a boy, about my age. He had beautiful little affro, a blue hoodie over his purple shirt he was wearing, jeans, and purple supras. Damn, he was really cute. I stopped staring and turned to walk back into the house. I wonder what his name was. Michael- We finally arrived at my aunt's house. I was ready to get out of that car before I exploded. I let Janet &Randy out before grabbing my bag full of clothes. I had my favorite pair of supras in this bag, I didn't want them to get ruined. I paid for these shoes with my own money that I earned from DJ'ing at parties. Yeah, those days were over when my mom said we were moving here. I helped my parents get out some of the boxes from the trunk. I turned to explore the neighborhood with my curious eyes. I suddenly saw a girl, walking into her house. She had dark red hair, which was in a ponytail, a pink tank top, and some shorts. She was sort'of light skinned, but it was nothing like i've ever seen. She was prettier then Veronica, I admit. My mom caught me staring and she smiled "Did that love bug already bite you Mike?" she giggled. I rolled my eyed "No" and I went inside carrying a box. I wonder what her name was. To be continuted.
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