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How I fell in love with Michael* Part 4*

Hi! I would like to dedicate this part to Kells Bells, Mimi, Cait, Paris, Prince, Blanket, Michael Jackson, and everyone else who's names I forgot.^_^

Quick recap: We went to bed last Night and I woke up to my new mother, on the way down I fell down about five stairs. I got only one small cut because of the wood, Kelly had on her Jackson5 pj's and was watching the Jackson5 cartoon... I wonder what her new " Boyfriend " would think... Anyway, we got ready and got on the school bus. Somewhere along the way I met two awsome people. Mimi and Chris. Some freakin' fat kid walks up to us and starts to rank on us. I told him off and he all sad and stuff. We made it to school... High school.

Me: My god... This is huge!
Michael: To me, this is pretty dang small.
Kelly: Michael, how could you say that? This is bigger than my old house!
Me: Kells, your old house was three stories high... Imagin how big this place is!
* Bell rings *
Tito: Shit, were gonna be late!
Mimi: Then lets go!

We run up some stairs to our homeroom. I didn't fall... That's a new record!! We walk in to our class and take our seats. It's free seating so I sit next to Kelly and Michael sits next to me... I don't mind Michael, I mind Tito. Mimi is in back of me and Chris is sitting to the side of Mimi. Our teacher walks in and writes on the calboard ' Mr. Ruiz '. He's really tall and lean... I think I just saw some girl wink at him... Anyway, he seems nice.

Mr. Ruiz: Goodmorning, class.
Class: Goodmoring, Mr. Ruiz.
Mr. Ruiz: Well, I;m going to pass out your books and other forms that you must show your parents.
Me:* In head * My god, This is exactly how last year started... I hope that THIS teacher doesn't have a nervous breakdown. 
Kelly:* wispers * Wow, this is just like how last year started... I hope he dosen't have a nervous breakdown like Ms.T.
Me:* Wispers * Me too.
Mr. Ruiz: Kelly, Jean, is there anyhting that you would like to share?
Me and Kelly: No.
Mr. Ruiz: Well, you were saying something to eachother. Kelly, Jean, I really don't want to give you detention your first day in High school. Just tell me what you were saying.
Me: Ok, we were saying that we don't want this year to end like last year.
Mr. Ruiz: And, why's that?
Me: Because last year our homeroom teacher had a Nervous Breakdown and quit.
Mr. Ruiz: I'm sure I can handle this classroom Ms. Jean.
Me: Good. * Sits down *

Mr.Ruiz startedto talk about all the 'fun' things that we're gonna do... To me, this is a bunch of crap.... But, that's just me. We got our scheule's and I have Three classes with Michael and Kelly. One with Chris and Two with Mimi, and I have one class with the dork, Hunter. The day has flown by pretty damn fast and it's lunch. We all found a table far out onto the campus. We started to eat and then Hunter and his so called 'friend' show up.

Hunter: MOVE NOW!!!
Michael: Dude, we were here first.
Hunter: Do you think just because your Michael Jackson you can boss everyone around? You're wrong, Big nose!
Me:* Standing up * Hunter, leave you dumbass. Michael's nose is just fine, your nose however is one of the most jacked up noses I've ever seen. You are also very fat and short. You also have acne all over you. You are also weak and spineless. If you were smart you would leave right now!
Mimi: Jean's right, Hunter you are one hell of a mother fucker!
Michael: Mimi, please don't cuss... It's not nessicary.
Mimi: Sorry.
Hunter: Jean, you are not gonna like this school one bit. Trust me when I say this, you are gonna get raped... By me. 
Michael: * Wraps his arms around me * You Mother Fucker!! You aren't gonna touch her in anyway! Or I will find you and take you down personaly! I don't care that I'm Michael Jackson, the singer of the Jackson5. I care about the safey of my friends... Get out of here dumbass!
Hunter: My girlfriend is gnna tear you both to bits. You guy's won't be together when I'm done with you.
Me: As much as I would love to be with him, we are not together.
Michael: What she said, just get the hell out of here or we are gonna thorw you out!
Hunter: Whatever, come on boys. lets get some french toast.

They walk off and I am sooooooo scared right now, it's not even funny. I start to cry and Michael hugs me. Oh boy.... High School is sooo dramic!

Sry 4 the wait!! Hope you dig on this one!! Carly

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