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Next Door M.C

Mc Hammer:

At school Michael was so well put together. He looked good, was smart and could answer any question that you could ask. But that was only at school. At home was a different story to be told. Michael loaded all his books into his light pink backpack. No one seemed to mind, for pink was just a color. Michael began to walk home in his black skinnies and shirt. Once he was a few feet from his home he ran into the woods not to far from his house. He began to change into his White Blouse, black skirt, and flats. He had grabbed the small mirror from his backpack and applied the make up. Then finally putting on the long brown wig that covered his black spiked hair. He walked in the back door to be greeted by his mom. "How was school Michelle?" she asked putting on a smile. "It was good..everyone liked my skirt." he said with a fake smile. He walked up the wooden stairs into his room with hot pink walls and white flowers. he had hung his pack on the door handle and flopped on his bed. Tears imminently slipping from his eyes. He had saw his curtains were open and got up to quickly shut them. he peered out the window only to see a girl staring at him with her mouth slightly open. Michael pulled the curtains shut and began to cry all over again.

"MICHELLE GET DOWN HERE NOW." Michael wiped his tears and fixed his makeup. then ran down the stairs only to be greeted by his mom holding up his art work. "What's this..?" she said in a quiet but deadly tone. "A picture.." Michael said fearfully. "No shit Sherlock... I mean this." His mom growled pointing to the signature reading 'Michael Clifford'. "how many times do I have to tell you that your name is not Michael its MICHELLE!" his mother screamed slapping Michael's cheek. Michaels head whipping to the left. "Say it with me now.. Mi-chelle.." 'Michelle' Michael said feeling his cheek. "Good girl. Now go change dinner is almost ready. And don't forget that you're my favorite, the best daughter ever." she said chuckling at the end. And the day went on and on as Michael played out his double life. He always tried to be sneaky about his mother. Who would want to tell that their mom was a freak and didn't want a son? And that's how Michael's life was laid out wake up, get ready, leave, change in woods, run to school, be himself, run back to the woods, change back into his girly clothing, eat, sleep, then repeat.

every day

month

time

and year of his life.

//at school\\
Michael had his group of friends that he hung with. they didn't know nor would they ever.He got up and threw out his trash then went to his locker. "Hey!" an unknown voice called. Michael turned his head to see the girl next door that caught him in his room the other day. He shut his locker and sped walk to the room he was in next. She had ran to him and grasped his wrist. Michael tried to get loose but then gave up. "What?!" he said sternly. "Arnt you that bo-I mean girl I saw yesterday?" she said snickering. Michaels eyes began to water tears spilling out. he ripped his arm away and ran down the hall.
'everyone's going to know..I'm going to be the laughing stock of the school' Michael's whimpers turned into sobs as he ran into the unisex bathroom. He pulled out a booklet from his father and hugged it tightly. tears falling on his lap..

part 2??!!

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