piano; mgc DISCONTINUED

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M I C H A E L
I went inside of my new home. I'm going inside of a place where I'm going to live in for over 10 years. I'm going to live inside of a place where I'm going to make many memories. I wasn't worried, maybe I was.
Time goes by faster every year, that's just how it works. It doesn't physically go by faster and faster every year, it just feels faster. I'm going to have the best years of my life and I know that.
"Michael, I'll unpack your stuff, go introduce yourself to our neighbours," mum said, I nodded and went out of the door.
What if the neighbour is rude and disrespectful? What if the neighbour is hypocritical and is a lying bastard? I panicked for a bit when I reached onto their porch.
I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. A girl that's about my age opened the door. She looked at me weirdly, "Hello?"
"U-Um, hi," I stuttered and looked down. I was embarassed, what if I make a mistake and tell this girl that I'm a big loser who loves Pokémon?
"May I help you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I-I'm new here, I just moved and my house is right next to yours. My mum told me to say hi to neighbours," I looked at her and she smiled. Her smile was absolutely beautiful. "I-I'm Michael, by the way."
"I'm Dorothy or Dodie for short," she said, her smile was even wider. Dodie seemed very sweet just by how she acted. I calmed down when I thought that she wasn't one of those girls in my old school.
I heard footsteps and man—maybe a young adult—behind her, "Who's this?"
"Hello sir, my name is Michael and I just moved here. Nice to meet you," I softly smiled.
"You can come in," I walked in and shook hands with that man—guessing her father—he looked shocked and shook back, smiling at me.
"Dodie, why don't you take Michael to your room?"
"Yes," she mumbled and I followed her. Dodie's house was big—not like mansion big, but just bigger than a normal house. Everything was wonderful, it was so white. I looked around more and I instantly saw a piano.
"You play the piano?" I asked.
She nodded and sat onto the seat in front of the piano, she played a few keys and I looked at her in amusement. "Even thought it's very old, it still works very well," She says, her hands softly touch the keys.
"Can I see what you play? O-Only if you want to," I'm always awkward when I meet new people, it's not very suprising. I would never find the correct words and end up saying some nonsense that isn't even true. I one time said 'My good night is when I'm in bed and reading fanfic' in front of my whole classroom. It wasn't even true—well maybe.
"Yeah," she starts playing the keys in a song, she sang the words Poppy's a dancer.
When she finished, I clapped in excitement. This girl is absolutely talented, "You're very talented, Dorothy."
Her face heats up, "Thank you."
"No need to thank me. So, how come you've never put this stuff on YouTube or something? You've got a great talent," she looks into my eyes.
"I-I don't know, I'm afr-" she stops talking.
"What?"
"It's stupid," she chuckles, blushing and looking away.
"I bet it isn't."
I look at her with a smirk and nudge her, feeling like I've known her for years.
"Well, I'm afraid that it will suck," she speaks quietly that I could barely hear her.
"You're not going to suck, I promise you," her face heats up even more and nods slowly.
"Fine."
I cheer, clapping my hands and hugged her.
"Wait, but what will I record it with?"
I remember about the camera that was in my luggage, I got it for a gift when I was back in Australia.
"Hold on," I quickly run to the door and open it, then close it when I get out. I run to the front door, opened it and slammed the door shut. I jog to my house and open the door, quickly greeting my mum. I run to my room and see my camera perfectly on a tripod. I take the camera off of the tripod and carry it in my hands as I run back to Dodie's house.
She looked shocked, "Where did you get this?"
"Well since I used to live in Australia, I got it for a gift that my grandmother gave me, it works fine," I scratched the back of my neck, with the camera in my hand. I gave her the camera and she looked at it in wide eyes like she's never seen a camera before.
"I've always wanted a camera, but since my family is broke, that is not going to happen," she chuckled softly and her face went serious right after. "How will I be able to record this? Do you have a tripod?"
"Well, it's in my house and I should've just left the camera there so you could record in my room, but I don't have a piano and I'm not that strong to carry a piano," I laugh slightly and she joins.
"We can go get the tripod?"
"We?" she nods and we both exit her room. We walk down the stairs and I see her father watching TV.
"Dad, can I go to Michael's house so we can get something?" Dodie asks he nods his head and we walk out of the house with smiles on our faces. I open my front door and see my mother in the kitchen.
She looks up and notices Dodie, "Hey Michael! Who's this?"
"Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Dorothy, Dodie for short," Dodie smiles, my mum mouths to me 'What a sweetheart' and smiles back at Dodie.
We walk into my room and the first thing I notice is my Pokémon posters, my face heats up as Dodie jumps up and down, "You like Pokémon too?"
I look at her with wide eyes, maybe I'm not alone, "Yeah," I mumble, I quickly hold onto the tripod while Dodie holds the end. We both walk out of the house with a confused look on my mum's face. We bring it into Dodie's room and I set up the tripod, I place the camera onto the tripod and flip the screen.
"Are you ready?" I smile, she smiles softy. I can obviously tell that she's nervous, "Don't be nervous, it's going to be fine."
"Okay," she closes her eyes for a second and takes a deep breath, "I'm ready."
I countdown from three and started recording. Then, she starts singing.
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hi so i realized that i didn't save this, so i almost uploaded this chapter without even noticing. anyways, who's your fav character so far?
probs dodie's dad.
10 votes + at least 5 comments = new chapter (=
and goooodbye