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Truth or Dare ? part 3
enjoy -Laura mike: dude what is your promblem josh: just think i'll Britney know what you did mike:*about to punch him* me:*crying* so this was a dare mike: yeah im so sorry me: im carring twice the weight because you got dared mike: yeah me:*yelling* How could you, do you think before you do stuff , no you don't so u must hate my smile and hair or whatever you said you just tried to have sex with me because you got dares mike *trying to touch me* me: don't touch me ok mike; thanks alot Josh *pushes him* so 2 weeks go by i haven't talk to michael my brother is being sneaky and my mother already know i got in a lot of trouble Miss.HB: ok class we going to have partners (Michael and britney and the rest of the class) me: no i can't be with Michael miss .HB:why he is the father of your baby me: *mad* listen here if you haven't been paying attenion it was a dare he did got it miss.Hb: why don't you go to the office got that me: ummm yeah so i go to the office i don't get in any trouble but then michael ask me a few questions Mike: hey so about the project do you wanna come to my house after school and work on it me: yeah sure mike: ok *looking at my stomache* me:what are you looking at? mike; nothin c'mon so we walk to his house and i really don't talk to him me: so lets get started Randy: hey this is the girl Michael got pregnant mike: Randy! jermaine: hey can i touch your stomache me: umm sure marlon: i wanna jackie: me too janet: and me randy: me too la toya: yeah me too rebbie: me too tito: also me mike: ok thats enough now leave *closes the door* me: so what are we doing mike: a story about carrying a baby me: of course we are mike: ok lets get started so michael starts reading and im not paying any attenion mike: are you listening me: yeah mike: what was the last thing i said me: umm she was going thru pain and mike: no me: OW! mike: whats wrong? me: she's kicking mike:she's? me: yeah its a girl mike *reaching his hand out to touch my stomache but pulls back* me:*grabs his hand and put it on my stomache* mike: wow! me: yeah i knew you wanted to do that mike: how? me:cause you wouldn't stop looking at me mike: oh umm *kisses me * me: *kisses back* randy*walking in* mother s-------- *mouth open* mike: dude you can knock me: i think i better get going mike: no wait me: bye*walks fastly out* mike: look at what you did randy: im sorry mike: leave randy: fine , meanie at school maddie: hey michael mike: hey john: baby daddy allison; yeah how was it last night mike; good john: what did you do mike: nothin allison: ok! over Michael's house! mike: hey you me: hey me mike*laughs* marlon: hey its me Marlon me:Hi marlon marlon: hey hows the baby? me:good i guess mike: leave her alone come in me: ok so you wanted to talk mike: they wanted to talk to you me: who are they *looks* ohh mike: yeah have fun! me: your not staying mike: no they told me to leave me: no don't *holding his leg* mike: calm down me fine jermaine:sooooo randy: i like your shirt me: thanks janet: so you like michael? me: ummm sure tito: so what are you going to name the baby? me*looks at Michael thats saying come upstairs* umm idk yet but i really gotta get upstairs right now MArlon: watch out mike:*runs downstairs and catches me right before i fall* me: thanks mike: yeah be more careful me: ok janet: kiss her , kiss her ,kiss her everyone: Kiss her , KIss her! mike:looks at me* me:*leans up* mike*kisses me* janet: awwwwww thats so sweet! mike*starts rubbing my tummy* jermaine: ok thats enough me: yeah i gotta go mike: ok bye me: bye mike:I love you me: what!?!?! TBC.............................
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