*kindness*
Michael blushed"Wait what I am going?".I shooked my head"You were oh it's nothing just forget it just pretend it didn't happen,ok?".He agrees with at"Yeah it didn't happen but it was nice to feel on one but why do you keep your hair up and glasses on your face?".I looked at him"It's because my cold scores scared my face,my eye went off on me when I was little and my hair as a ponytail well everybody wants my hair alot beause it's long and pretty it's Indian hair I never like when people pulled it it's meaningess at's why please don't tell anybody about this".
"Ok then I won't tell your secret is safe with me"He smiled.Nodded my head"Thank you so much I appicate at,Mike".Michael put his hand on my hair and mess with my hair.I groaned"Aw not again cut at out,Michael".He smiled again"I just love doing this to your hair it's like mines all shiny".I blushed again"Oh brother".
Someone called the house a maid picked it up"Hello?"
Answer back to her"Hello is this Mr.Jackson?"
She answered"No who is this?"
Answer back"His lawer can you get him?".The maid went to get Michael she saw him playing with my hair she knocked on the door"Hmm Mr.Jackson?".Michael looked up"Hm yes?"
"It's your lawer on the phone"she said
He sighed"Oh boy not again"
