Chapter 2

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Eimear

My aunt arrives back down stairs. "He will be down in a minute he just needs to finish his call. Can I get you anything to drink or to eat?" "No I'm okay thank you". We catch up while we wait for him to come down. After about 5 minutes Micheal's dad comes into the kitchen. I hear him mumble underneath his breath. "Oh great Eimear's here lucky us". Ignore him and plaster a smile on my face. "Hi, how are you?" " I'm grand you?" He answers. "Im good thank you. I was hoping to talk to you about something to do with Micheal" I say. "Likewise. You need to stop giving him so much crappy food. His getting fat". I wasn't surprised he said that even tho his so wrong. Michael's too thin. He rides Micheal. Poor Micheal can't ever do anything right and all Micheal wants to do is please his father so his stopped eating and he pushes himself. Hence why I'm trying to get him away. "Okay I will". Im lying through my teeth but he doesn't need to know that. "So... I was hoping to take Micheal to a Barcelona game this weekend. I know it's short notice but I just happened to go online and there was some tickets available so I booked them". "So you booked them without even asking. Well your loss because he can't go". "Please let me take him". "No he has school and so do you Missy". I open my mouth to try convince him when my aunt steps in front of me facing him. "Sweetie please. You know how his always wanted to go. The last week of school is always a doss. Plus he needs it you know how hard Mom's passing has been for him." " You too easy on him." "We wouldn't pay for everything Eimear and her mom are treating him for his birthday we only have to pay for his flights and Eimears being really kind and letting us pay that back whenever". He looks over to me. "This true?". "Yes".
He looks and my aunt again. "Please sweetie. Think about how this could inspire him to be fitter. Is he sees all those football players we both no how fit they are maybe he will take a note from their book". "Hmmm. If only he would". "No better way to find out" my aunt says back. He steps around her and is standing in front of me now staring at me. "He can go if you follow two simple rules. 1 when his at the match you make him watch them warm up and keep saying you should do that and you think they eat crappy food like you? And 2 follow this diet sheet don't let him eat anything else". He turns around before I can say anything and is gone.
I stand there gobsmacked. That went easier then I thought.

Next thing I know his back in front of me with a piece of paper. "Here this is the diet sheet. Eimear I swear to god you better stay to this. I will know if you didn't". I can't believe him Micheal is only a child and his under weight everyones telling him that. I just say " sure". "That's it then he can go. You can tell him when he comes home". "Thank you he will be delighted". And at that Micheals dad turn around and leaves. I turn to my aunt. "AHHH WE DID IT". She runs to me and hugs me. "Thank you Eimear. Thank you for everything". "I need to go text my mom!"

I leave the room and instead of texting my mom I ring her. She answers after 3 rings. "Hi darling, how did it go?" "We did it he can go. I need you to bring the balloons over asap please as he will be home soon". "I'm On my way see you soon". She ends the call. I go back into the kitchen.

Authors Note

Ahh another chapter finished!! I hope someone reads this story🤪 Have a good Day/afternoon/night

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