Hair Dye a.u|| michael clifford

//chapter 8//

Chapter 8

It's been rough for the past few weeks. It's Thursday, the day before winter break. Thanksgiving was quiet. My predictions about Thanksgiving were correct, Jess and I went to BurgerKing. I finally got my Intro to 3D Art grade up and I ended up with 5 A's and 6 B's as my final grades. I've slowly started to hang out with my friends again and Michael has tagged along a couple times. This weekend there's a really cool party at Carly Miller's house and I plan on going with Mikey, Jack, Sara, Griffin, and Jess.

The day ends and everyone is just ready to get the heck out of the that hell hole. I instantly run to the courtyard to find Mikey. He sat on the bench with his guitar, messing with the strings. I run over to him and embrace him in an awkward but safe hug.

"How's my little Mikey?" I ask sitting down next to him.

"I'm fabulous. How is my little Chris?"

"More than happy that school is out for two weeks!" I say running my hand through hair.

"I know! Are you ready for tonight?" He asks putting his guitar away.

"Yes! I can't wait. It's going to be so much fun!"

I get home after about 20 minutes of talking to Mikey. Jess gets out of the car and is beaming with joy.

"What's up your pants Sunshine?" I say laughing.

"Luke Falo just asked me to be his date to Carly's party tonight!" She squealed.

I don't think I've ever heard a noise like that come out of my sister before. Luke Falo was a senior jock who just started at Northview High at the beginning of the year. Luke plays with girls emotions and then throws them out like trash. It's a classic.

"Jesse do you even know who Luke is? He's a complete idiot and ruins every girl he gets with. I don't want you to get hurt." I say as my smile immediately falters at the mention of his name.

"Chris don't overreact it's just one date." She reasoned, embracing me in a hug.

Around 6:30 pm is when I started getting ready for this party. I don't dress like those girls who expose themselves for attention. I find it useless and disgusting. I grab some black tights and jean shorts out of my drawers. I go over to my closet and pull out a black tank top and my blue and white flannel. I throw that on and grab my black high tops. I go to the bathroom and straighten my long, now blue, hair. I put on very little make up, spritz some perfume on and head out the door to go to Michael's. I walk there leaving Jess the car to come pick me up when she's finished getting ready.

I walk up to the door and ring the doorbell once. Less than a minute later a tall Aussie stood in front of me. It wasn't Michael that's for sure. It must have been his dad. The man beamed a smile.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"Yes. Is Mikey here?" I questioned, messing with my buttons on the flannel.

"Michael! You have company!" He yelled upstairs. The tall figure motioned for me to come inside and I obeyed. His home was lovely. Beautiful furniture, pictures of really only Mikey and his dad.

"You must be Christine. I'm Patrick Jay Clifford." Patrick extends his arm out for me to shake it and I gradually accept it.(a/n i made his dads name up bc my story my rules but yea)

"Hey Chris!" Mikey comes down the stairs and wraps me in a bear hug.

"Ok Michael I'll  be home late tonight so you need to make sure Luke and yourself get home safe." Patrick informed Mikey.

"Alright dad. Love you. Talk to you later." He grabbed his jacket and we exited the humble home.

"Your dad's nice." I say putting my hands in my pockets.

"Yea he's just busy all the time with work and his new fiancé." He stated.

"Fiance?" I asked trying not to pry too much.

"Yea my dad's been dating this lady for a while and he proposed during the summer." He said looking down at me.

We get back to my house and wait outside for Jess. This wasn't the plan I had in mind but it doesn't bother me. There's no way I'm letting Mikey go in my house, especially since my family members aren't the most friendly. Jess comes out in a black skirt with a white vintage band t-shirt and maroon high tops.

"Ready my queen?" I ask.

"Yes." We pile into the car.

2 hours into the party, more than half of the guests were drunk, not including myself. I had to get home some how. This party was a waste of time. I spent most of my time with Michael because he refused to drink. I was about to get a water bottle out of a cooler when I heard someone yelling from the kitchen. I grab Mikey's hand and led him to the noise.

"Luke stop!" It sounded like Jesse.

"Come on Jess!" It was Jesse. Luke was all over her.

"Luke stop it! Quit!" She squirmed in his tight grip.

"Luke. Stop it! Leave her alone!" I heard a voice but surprisingly it wasn't mine. Michael ripped Luke off Jess and pushed him away.

"What's wrong baby bro? You're ruining the fun." He smirked and walked out.

"That's your brother?" I ask in complete shock.

"Look Chris, I'm-" he was cut off.

Jesse immediately embraced Mikey and was crying. You could see the awkwardness on his face. I just smiled and he hugged her back telling her to calm down.

"Chris I wanna go home now, please." She said detaching from Michael.

"Okay Jess. Mikey can you drive us please? I'm sorry." I feel horrible for asking but Jesse is wreck.

"Of course." He smiled kissing my forehead. I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers. Jess walked in front of us wanting to leave as soon as possible.

We got home and Jesse runs inside. I sat in the car for a second breathing slowly. I close my eyes and lean my head back, sighing.

"Chris look, I'm really sorry. He's a total jerk and doesn't deserve a girl like Jesse." He said rubbing circles on the back of my hand.

"Michael you don't need to apologize. I warned Jesse about Luke, no offense, and she didn't listen." I said looking into his eyes. They say your eyes are the window to your soul, Mikey's definitely were.

I gave Mikey a bear hug, kissed him on the cheek, and thanked him before heading inside to go upstairs and enjoy my somewhat lovely slumber.