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Farewell My Summer Love ♥ part 1
*Hello my fellow MJ lovers! Halle here, and this is my newest story "Farewell my summer love". So, i'm addicted to that song right now and I sorta got the idea for this from the lyrics of the song and from a dream I had. If you listen to the lyrics you might see where I got the idea from. So yeah, dedicated to everyone and Tiara, told you i'd dedicate it to you! ahah, my MJ sister, and ............. Mike :D All for love, enjoy!<3* ??: *shaking me* Wake up. You're leaving today. My name is Halle Connelly. I'm 17 and today is the first day of summer before my senior year. My parents are going through a rough patch and they are seriously considering divorce. I'm an only child and they don't want to put me through that. This summer i'm staying at my grandma's house while my parents try, emphasis on try, to fix things. My grandma is young, she is 50 years old. I love her to death. My cousin, Anthony, also lives in California. He is 21 years old. We've always been really close. The only time i've been out to California is when I was 8 years old. I miss it so badly. I've always wanted to run away and head out there. Unfortunately this is only for a summer. Mom: *yelling from downstairs* Halle, get your butt down here! Me: *sighs* *mumbles* Coming. I climbed out of bed and looked in the mirror. Me: Always taking their anger out on me. I walked downstairs to see my dad and mom in a staring match. Me: You guys always told me staring isn't polite. *sits down* Dad: *looks at me* We don't need your attitude, miss. Me: *rolls my eyes* Mom: And don't you roll your eyes either! I was so fed up with this. This happens everyday. Me: You two need to stop! Don't you remember when we were a happy family?! I started to tear up, I was thinking of all the good times we had back in the day. Me: And to think I thought that would last. *sighs* I ran back upstairs to my room and laid on my bed and cried. I couldn't go to California soon enough. This was doomed to be one long, awkward car ride to the airport. I sat up and wiped my tears away. I slowly packed my bags and when i was finished, I stopped and stared around my room. My room is covered with the one thing that helps me through this...Jackson Five music. Music is my escape and their music just helps me. It helps me a lot. ??: *knocks on my door* Can I come in? It was my dad, i'm closer to my dad than my mom. Me: I guess so. *sits on my bed* Dad: Baby girl, i'm sorry, *sits on the bed with me* You know me and your mom are- Me: Going through rough times. Yeah, yeah. You've been telling me that for the past three years. Dad: I know, but we are really going to try and change this summer. *smiles* When you get back, we'll be a whole new family. *kisses my cheek* We'll be in the car waiting. As my dad walked out my door, i mumbled "sure we'll be a new family". I'm so doubtful because they never try. In my mind, when i get back, they'll be divorced. Only time will tell. I stood up and walked to my poster of Michael Jackson. I gave it a kiss, as i always do, and said goodbye to my room. My only place to escape from the madness that surrounds me. Me: *placing my bags in the car and getting in* Ready. I headed off to the airport while my parents fought in the front seat. Good pep talk Dad, you really meant it didn't you. As I Arrived in California... I walked off the plane with bags in hand as I spotted a man holding a sign with my name on it. That's odd. Me: *walking up to the man* Hello? ??: Are you Miss Halle Connelly? Me: Yes, and you are? ??: *removes his shades and hat* Anthony! Me: Oh my god! *hugs him* I missed you so much. Letters just aren't the same as seeing you in person. Anthony: Tell me about it. *looks at me* You've grown up so much! Me: *poses* Yes, i've matured. *giggles* Anthony: I bet the boys back there in New York are all over you. Me: *shrugs* I guess you could say that. Anthony: *raises an eyebrow* But you don't do anything with them do you? Me: Oh hell no! *giggles* I'm smarter than that. Anthony: *giggles* Good, good. Now follow me! Me: *following him* Why you dressed in a tuxedo? Anthony: Wanted to disguise myself, and make myself look fancy. Me: Impressive. So where we off to? Anthony: Grandma's house of course! Me: Yay! *giggles* At my Grandma's house... Me: *hugging her* Grandma! G-ma(haha my abbreviation): *hugging back* Hi sweetie. How you been? Me: Good, *sighs* And bad. Anthony: *looking in the fridge* Why it been bad? *grabbing a beer* Me: Parents. *sits down* G-ma, why you got beer? G-ma: *glares at Anthony* It's all him. Anthony: *smiles* She never has anything good to drink. Oh where are my manners, *holds up his beer* You want some? Me: *shakes my head* I'm 18, smarty. Anthony: *smiles* Just testing you. Me: Sure you were..*rolls eyes* G-ma: So, parents are still bad? Me: *lays back on the couch* Not bad, terrible. Anthony: *sits on my stomach* Me: Ouch! Anthony: Man up. *smiles* What's so bad? Me: The constant fighting, yelling at me, everything. I don't know why they are even trying to fix things. They might as well sign the divorce papers already. G-ma: They are trying to fix things cause they love you. Me: *sighs* Sure doesn't seem like it sometimes. Anthony: Someone needs to go hang out in Anthony's...hot tub! Me: *sits up quick* You got a hot tub?! Anthony: Yeah! I live near here too! Me: *stands up* *claps my hands* Let's go! Anthony: Well I live down the street, around the corner, and 1 mile down that street. Me: *glares* That ain't close. Anthony: *comes over a pokes my legs* Use these Lil' legs of yours. Me: Shut up. Anthony: *smiles* Chicken legs. Me: Oh no you didn't, egg head! Anthony: *gives me a death stare* Just go get a swim suit on. *walks away sipping his beer* Me: *running into my room* Whoa, same as I left it when I was eight. When I was eight I went on a Jackson Five shopping spree and let's just say my room is 100% Jackson Five. But you can't go wrong with Jackson Five in my opinion.. *Anthony's Point of View* My cousin is one crazy girl. I feel bad for her going through all that. I can't imagine what that'd be like. *Knock on the door* G-ma: I got it. Me: *running* No I do. G-ma: *smiles* Okay crazy. Me: *opening the door* Jermaine! *looking behind him* Randy! Michael! What are you guys doing here? Jermaine: *walking in* To see you of course. Me: Aw, my lover. Jermaine: *laughs* You know it. Me: Randy? Randy: I came for the food, man! Me: Don't you always? Randy: Yeah. Michael: *walks by* I came cause I didn't want to be alone over there. Me: Makes sense. I joined them in the living room and they were talking to my grandma. Oh, did Halle tell you? Oh wait she doesn't know. The Jacksons live next door to my Grandma. I've been friends with them since the day they moved in. Ssh, don't tell Halle. *winks* Me: *sits down* I see you already got a beer, Jermaine. Jermaine: Duh, i thought you knew me better than that. Me: *laughs* *slaps myself* I'm so stupid! Me and Jermaine have this thing like we pretend we're gay cause his brothers say we are too close of friends. It's funny. Michael: So what are you up to today? Me: Hanging out with some people that aren't you guys. Randy: *shoving food in his mouth* Why not?! Me: You aren't cool enough for me. Jermaine: Quite the opposite my friend. Me: That's what you want to think. *smiles* *groans* Where is that girl. Randy: Oh, someone is waiting on there lover. G-ma: *laughs* Michael: What's so funny? Me: She ain't my lover. Jermaine: Sure she ain't...*fake cries*..cheating on me. Me: I'm not! Randy: *eating more food* I bet this girl is a hottie. Me: She's alright, i guess. *laughs* *Halle's Point of View* Me: *slipping on my high heels* Jeez, i wear high heels with everything. Its true I do. I seriously do. I love high heels so much. I walked downstairs and walked into the living room. Remember, I'm only wearing a bikini top, bikini bottoms with shorts over top, and that's it. Me: *looks up and sees Michael,Randy, and Jermaine Jackson* *stumbles to the ground* Michael: *runs over and helps me up* You okay? Me: Uhh.... Oh my god, Michael Jackson is standing in front of me. _______________________________________________________________ Hope you liked it! I really like this story for some reason. I have dreams about it like every night. ahaha. So, talk to you all later! Love, love, love! Love you all, halleeeee(:
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