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(2 years later)

(you were at the pool with your two piece on looking gorgeous as ever and you noticed a pretty cute guy staring at you he looked familiar)
he looks over, he was dressed in black board shorts, a black Hawaiian print shirt, and his red Converse shoes...his hair was longer than before, his skin had gotten tanner and he looked slightly taller, Michael was smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer, he had a couple of tattoos on his arms and one on his neck, he seemed to have gained more muscles than he had before...and he has a new tattoo on his right cheek, it was a tattoo of the Foxy mask that he had when he was a teenager...Michael looks at you and then away again
You scoffed it felt good to have someone gawking at you you ignored him your here with friends not here to think about the cute guys well maybe a little but if he likes you he could grow a pair and talk to you himself he noticed you with a group of friends, he wasn't jealous, the tattoos on his arms were moving...they resembled snakes, and they were biting the skin...you realized that his tattoos were alive...Michael takes a sip from his beer and looks toward the pool, he sees you swimming and the tattoos on his arms continue to move as you get closer to the pool..Michael looks at you

"...hi again"

he says, his voice was smoother and his accent wasn't as strong...the tattoos on his arms still move. Mhm (you say un-bothered as if he didn't matter at all and he kinda didn't he was a jerk and he could still be a jerk just a little hotter now) he smirks "you got nothing to say?"

his eyes were cold and his voice was rough, you could tell that he wasn't the type of guy to talk to strangers, the tattoos on his arms move and he has another new tattoo on his left cheek,  he looks over your friends and they looked intimidated by him and his tattoos...you could tell that they were moving when they looked at you...he took another drink from his beer and scoffs. (You scoffed back)

Nothing to say? Don't think I didn't notice you staring… You remark
(one of your friends whispers into your ear and you whispered something back she walked off laughing) (you place your arms on top of the hot cement waiting) he glances over...his eyes were now a darker shade of blue, he looks back to his beer and looks directly at you as he chugs the whole thing, his face and body was tanned and he looked to be very strong...and he had a new tattoo now on his neck, this one resembled Freddy as he took his shirt off and put it down next to his beer bottle, his tattoos were still moving and he looked a little more muscular...his muscles and abs are more toned

"...something to add?"

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