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Tough Love Part 10
Hello MJSiters (another word made up). Woo-hoo Part 10! Read it and weep! â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦ I was actually pulled out of gym again the next day, because Ms. Shay, the receptionist in the office, called me to the guidance room. â??Oh my goodness Lyric, youâ??re such a lucky girl.â? I wasnâ??t able to get in the room good enough. â??Itâ??s nothing, Ms. Shay.â? â??How?â? â??I donâ??t know to be honest. Youâ??ll have to ask my dad. He made the decision. I just had to move over to make space.â? â??Ohhh.â? I looked around, noticing the actual guidance teacher wasnâ??t in her office. â??Whereâ??s Ms. Robbins?â? â??Sheâ??s doing my job right now, and Iâ??m doing hers.â? â??Isnâ??t that illegal?â? â??No honeyâ?¦the principal doesnâ??t need to bump in me though.â? Then she laughed. â??Okay, bye Ms. Shay.â? â??Yeah, I gotta jet.â? I laughed. I took a longer time in the bathroom this afternoon, so I decided to walk home. I was mainly playing in the mirror: dripping a little water in my hair to keep the curliness. I took my brush out my bag and brushed the sides. Then I smiled. Some people say I have a dark personify. Iâ??m not into the hype of screwing someone, and have boys laughing my ear about it. Not anymore. Two of the boys were pretty quiet. One was my friend, so I guess itâ??s something you would be something you would read in a book. The other one was a friend of the first boy. I refuse to name him. I stepped out the bathroom the halls were pretty much deserted. So I just felt like skipping. I did little hip moves. I was going out the double doors towards the parking lot, when someone called for me. â??Lyric, wait up.â? I turned around, and immediately grinned a little. â??Hey, Donovan.â? I let him catch up. Donovan Cooper was what you could call, a vanilla cutie. He had some amazing green eyes, and now that heâ??s decided to dye his hair fully black, it gave him a different look. â??What you doinâ??? You supposed to be on that Blu Bird.â? â??Keeping tabs on me? I wanted to walk home today.â? â??Why?â? He asked, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. â??Just did. Youâ??re not driving?â? â??Just came from the band room. Plus my bro wonâ??t let me drive his.â? â??Huh?â? â??I donâ??t have my own car. My brother has two; and the way heâ??s speaking, heâ??s tired of driving his cruiser around.â? â??Your brothers a cop?â? â??Yeah, I stay with him.â? â??Oh, must be nice. How old is he?â? â??Why?â? He said then laughed. â??Twenty-two.â? â??What an age difference.â? â??Six years, yep. I used to think â??Damn those six yearsâ??.â? I laughed. â??Oh.â? â??You know what; let me treat you to a burger.â? â??Okay.â? It wasnâ??t a lot of people there, so it wasnâ??t a major pain. We sat in a booth. We talked about a lot of music. He was a true rocker at heart. â??Youâ??re such a whit boy at heart.â? We laughed. â??Hey, let me do my work.â? I told him. â??Alright.â? Donovan tried his best to distract me. â??Not gonna do yours?â? â??Wanna look at you.â? I rolled my eyes and grabbed his cap that was sitting on the table. â??Donovanâ??.â? â??I know, I know. Youâ??re not looking for companionship. Like you said, love is such a pain. And youâ??re right, but I like you. Youâ??re different.â? He was scooting over to me as he was saying each word. â??Thank you Donovan, letâ??s just leave us as fâ??.â? He took the cap off my head, pulled me closer, and kissed me slowly in the mouth. I got into it too, I guess to see if I really wanted to date him. He let me go, put his forehead and nose to mine, rubbed my chin, and looked into my eyes. I did the rest of my work, and we walked the whole way to my house. We got to my porch, I guess to be hidden some. Donovan hugged me. â??Be with me?â? He whispered in my ear. Thoughts flashed through my eyes. When things were done and said, I had to look him in the eyes and say this: â??Donovan, I donâ??t think I can. Iâ??m not too stable with myself right now. I just donâ??t want a boyfriend now.â? I gave him a genuine smile. Then I kissed him one last time. â??You are a great kisser Donovan. And an awesome friend. Youâ??re like a brother to me, though.â? â??Can we just kiss for fun?â? â??You donâ??t want my lips. You should concentrate on someone else. Like Jay Benson.â? He hugged me one last time. â??Okay, letâ??s not say anything about this.â? â??Must be embarrassed that I turned you down.â? I giggled. â??That seems the best thing to do.â? â??Yeah, we need this to be something private. We gotta keep this under wraps.â? â??Wait, wait Donovan. This isnâ??t some mistaken episode like we had sex and now regretting it. You took a risk that many people like myself can only imagine. Donâ??t question your motives, Donovan. If it wasnâ??t so stubborn, we probably couldâ??ve worked something out. Iâ??m just not into the dating thing right now.â? â??Thatâ??s okay.â? He came back up to me and kissed my cheek one last time. I think by doing that, things were said and done. Donovan and my friendship has grown, but not progressed in anything other than us two. â??Wait, Donovan, let me tell Patricia at least.â? He laughed, â??Sure.â? And that was it. When I walked in the door, Michael was eating already. â??Wow, what time is it?â? I asked checking my watch. Four-forty five. â??Four-forty five, Lyric. Why are you late?â? â??Wait; let me come in the kitchen first.â? Then I did. â??I wanted to walk today. And a friend and I went to grab some burgers. I already did my homework also.â? â??Let me know next time.â? â??Ms. Shay was also glad to know I knew you.â? â??Yeah, sheâ??s nice.â? â??Michael, man you need some fun! Youâ??re making me sad. Why not go somewhere!â? â??Where?â? â??I donâ??t know. Letâ??s be spontaneous! Thereâ??s this place with open jazz. They read poems and sing. The whole place is a little exotic.â? â??Lyric, youâ??re Pops.â? â??And Michael, I donâ??t give a damn, come on, letâ??s go!â? â??Whoa! Sure.â? â??Iâ??ll change into something. I can shower in my Dadâ??s if you want.â? â??No, I can wait for you.â? â??Michael, Iâ??m a girl. Might not be your most girlish, but Iâ??m still one. Donâ??t worry, it wonâ??t be too crazy.â? â??Alright.â? So I hauled my book bag with me, and as I was going up there, I had an idea of what I wanted to wear. I just needed to borrow a hat from Michael. â??Hey, Michael.â? â??Yeah?â? â??Do you have a black hat I can wear?â? â??Yeah, let me show you.â? We went to his room. He showed me a black hat that people in Paris wear (Iâ??m sure you know what I mean), and a regular black round hat. â??Thanks, Iâ??ll try both on.â? I ended up getting a white work shirt, black shorts with suspenders, and some hills. I showered, lightly put on some make up, and painted my nails black and very faintly put on perfume. I even went in Clarenceâ??s closet, and found one of his black ties. I also called my best friends Danielle Hicks and Patricia Payne. â??Guys, weâ??ll pick you up, just shut up squealing about it.â? We were on three-way; I couldnâ??t keep my own mouth shut, guessing after Ms. Shayâ??s reaction; and all this talk with them about Michael was getting exhausting. â??Just donâ??t act unlike yourselves.â? â??Iâ??m a flirt Lyric. You know this. And why isnâ??t Sherry on the phone?â? Patricia asked me. â??I thought she was over at the nursing home. Iâ??ll call her. Just be ready by six.â? â??Okay Lyric.â? Danielle squealed. â??Donâ??t say anything, either.â? â??Yeah-huh.â? Pat said in a blasé-blasé way. Then I called Sherry. I was much grateful to know she wasnâ??t over the top excited. â??Okay, Iâ??ll find something with no cobwebs.â? â??Okay, girl.â? I laughed. I went downstairs and found him in a suit. â??Which hat?â? I tried on the hat that reminded me of Paris. Then I tried on the simple on. â??The simple one.â? He said. â??You look like a babe, Lyric.â? â??Uck, you and your boy language. I think I should call my dad and tell him instead of just leaving a note.â? â??Yeah, thatâ??s better.â? Michael was nervous. I was nervous. We both knew I didnâ??t want to make that phone call, but I knew I had to. No questions asked. â??Do it.â? â??Okay, okay.â? I dialed Clarenceâ??s work number slowly. â??Hello?â? That was one of Clarenceâ??s workmen. â??Hotch, let me get to Dad.â? â??Alright. Swan! Getâ??cha butt to the phone.â? â??Who is it?â? I heard him ask. â??Lyric!â? â??Oh no.â? Oh no. â??Yeah.â? â??I decided to go to this place. Iâ??m through with schoolwork, and I asked Michael if he wanted to go. Sherry, Danielle, and Patricia are coming along. I was just telling you.â? â??Itâ??s a school night Lyric. And whereâ??s this â??placeâ??? â??Donâ??t worry. I thought of that jazz place. Please, two hours. Three to the most. We might want ice cream afterward.â? He grumbled under his breath, meaning he was gonna answer in my favor. â??Okay Honey. It seems to be a relief your girl friends are coming along. Anything else?â? â??Can I date a Norwegian model?â? â??Okay Honey, good-bye.â? â??Oh, this isnâ??t a date.â? I looked over at Michael. He was mocking me. I turned back around facing the cabinets. â??Good to know. Iâ??ll be waiting at nine. Curfew nine-fifteen.â? â??Odd time.â? â??I know. Give the phone to Michael.â? â??Here, Michael.â? â??Just judging how Iâ??ll act.â? He mumbled as he took the phone. â??Okay Clarence, nine-fifteen. Iâ??m writing it down right now.â? He said. I started laughing, â??cause he turned toward me, did the scribble motions on the cabinet and hanged up. â??Wait, one thing.â? I waited by the door, then I had to get a jacket from my room. The bathroom light was on, and when I peeked in, I saw Michael gluing something on his face. â??Hair?â? I asked. â??And beard. Itâ??s just a disguise. I even have shades.â? â??Okay, no.â? I said laughing. I went up to him. â??Let me take this thing off.â? I tried snatching his fake sideburns off too.â? â??Lyric, stop.â? He laughed. I did, and we started laughing real hard. I was about to fall over when he held me up. We looked at each other. â??Let me go.â? I said through closed teeth. â??Yeah, letâ??s get going.â? I locked up, and we was about to walk outside. It seemed to be the public eye to me when youâ??re walking out with Michael Jackson. â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦. I hoped you guys liked. I know, I know. Lyric kissing Donovan wasnâ??t in the plan, but what can you say? Life just happens sometimes. Maybe she let him down because of Michaelâ?¦? Vote up! Love Aariyan.
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