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Human Nature 2

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“Is.. is um, uh.. Janet there?” My voice was shaky.

Why was Michael Jackson in Janet's house? I don't know.

“Yeah, just wait a minute… she'll get here,” he responded before duking his head inside the house and yelling, “Janet!”

“Coming, Mike!” I heard Janet's fragile, girly voice.

She pushed Michael out of the way and I watched as he made his way inside again… giving me the opportunity to ask Janet why he was here.

“Oh, Michael Jackson is my brother. Didn't you know that?” Janet said… my eyes big as plates.

“N-no!”

“Well he is. C'mon, we gotta get to school.” Janet shook er head and started walking towards the school.

“Wait up!”

“Walk faster!”

“I'll walk faster, then!” I speed walked towards her, catching her pace.

Slamming my locker shut, I roll my eyes… Mr. Ravinski gave us EXTRA homework just because we were noisy during class. What do you expect from a high school crazy class?

I just couldn't wait to get home and relax; I wasn't planning on doing the homework anyways.

You could call me a lazy person… I don't argue with that. Mom always tries to talk me into doing active stuff… Karate, Soccer, Volleyball.. lame.

First of all, I would have to PAY for the classes and I'm not willing to spend my money on something I DON'T enjoy.

Why be active when you can play fitness sports on your Nintendo System?

The reason I'm talking about being active is because Mr. Powers assigned us a partner and we each get to wrestle each other. Who does he think he was? I'm a girl… we all are girls. Wrestling is for boys, right?

I'm not John Cena, I'm not Mike Mizanin or Rey Mysterio… NONE of us liked the idea, but it was part of a social activity in our high school.

“Hey dude!” Janet yelled from across the hall.

I made my way over to her… noting she was standing next to a dark skinned guy with curly black hair. I was Michael… why now?

>> It sucked, I know. <<

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