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Deja Vu *2*
Me: Uhh...um...ehh... Mike: ?... Me: Kimmie and I were at a club and well... Mike: I wont tell. Me: We met these two guys. We got into their car and umm.... we started driving and they were being jerks. I mean, REAL jerks. I asked if we can get out of the car, and they pushed us out onto the road. *eyeing the bruise on my knee* We've been lost for an hour. Mike: ...... *speechless* I looked out the window and we didn't say anything. When we arrived home, I finally looked back towards Mike, his eyes were closed and he was snoring softly. I turned to the driver and he smiled. Me: He must've had a big day? It's only 11:30pm... Driver: He's had a huge day. Me: Oh that makes sense then... I pulled out my wallet and placed $100 in his pocket. Driver: Ma'am, I don't think Mr. Jackson would be comfortable accepting money from you...? Me: It's the least I could do. Thankyou for the ride and tell Mike I said thankyou. Driver: Have a nice night. Me: You too. I got out and went inside. I fell asleep shortly after and woke up at around 11:30am. I love a good ol' sleep in. My hair was messy, I wore my tight pyjama top with loose pants and I was groggy from the long sleep. As usual, I went to check my answering machine messages. There were two. The first one was from my sister Mikayla. 1. Beep! Hey honey, just wondering how you are? Having a blast down here in Australia. The beaches are amazing here. Anyway, i'm off! Call me soon dear. Love you. 2. Beep! Hi Tahneshia it's Micha- Mike from last night. Do you mind if I just stop over today at about quater to 12? Call me if you can. Bye! Whattt!!? I'm not dressed! I ran around the house, cleaning up. Ding Dong! Crap! I opened the door and blushed even before making eye contact. He was cleaned up, wearing a jacket and jeans with curly hair pulled back. His moustache was neatly trimmed with sunglasses on. Mike: Uhh hey, did you get my message? Me: *blushes bright red* Yes. Mike: I'll leave...*turns* Me: *holds his arm* No, come in! Mike: *smiles* Cool. Stay tuned for part 3! **Hope you liked it! ***Love Tash
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