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Chapter five

Luke.

Now that I live with Michael, I realise how important it is to have friends, and that I don't think I've had any before. I mean, I was rich, and now I'm not so they probably don't care. Michael's amazing, he's been so nice to me and in all honesty, I'm kind of glad that I left home, is that bad?

I really wish I got to take some of my things with me, maybe some money, that would've been great. Michael suggested I get a job, so tomorrow, I'm going job hunting.

I think that once we get enough money, we should leave. Go somewhere new, find a new life. But Michael wants to stay here, he won't tell me why though.

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I woke up at 5am. I can't get back to sleep and I'm bored. Michael is still asleep and he's snoring so loudly, if he got any louder he'd probably wake everyone in the country up.

I stood up, stretching, whilst making the most sexual noise I could (accidentally). Just then Michael, who was still asleep, kicked me, really hard. I think he almost broke my foot. I fall on him, and he woke up surprised.

"WhaT THE FU-" I stand up as fast as I can and whispered an apology, embarrassed, "-oh it just you." He mumbled and went back to sleep.

I take a deep breath, screwing my eyes shut. I'm just not used to this life yet.

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