Chapter 40

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"Oh no, don't tell me, you like this stuff?" He asked me.

"Sorry to burst your bubble but I like watching dancing and modern art" I say poutingly.

"Well I can agree with the modern art, but dancing..."

I then give Michael my best puppy dog eye's and even try to make my eye's go watery.

"Please Michael!"

Michael then gives in.

"Alright, alright we can go but only because I don't want you to pout like that, it makes me want to kiss you" he said with a devilish smile. I blush at his words.

"Why have you gone all quiet?"

"Shut up! you know why!" I say angrily. Michael then raps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me close to him.

"Sorry, sorry I'll get you some chocolates to make up for it". He said as we smile at each other. A day later it was the day of the concert. Me and Michael walk in and as we do Nathan calls out to me.

"Alyssa?!?!" He screams.

"N-Nathan?!" I say.  Nathan runs up to us.

"What are you doing here!? And with him?!" He said glaring at Michael.

"I, Ah, I" I stutter under the pressure of his glares. Then Michael speaks up.

"I was given tickets by a friend and since Alyssa has been helping me out I thought it would be a good way of thanking her". He said calmly. Thank god for Michael if it was just me I would have died.

"Oh, I see" Nathan said shyly.

"Why are you here?" I ask him.

"I'm here for a friend" he said just then the music begins to play.

"Come on let's go" Nathan said as he grabs my arm and rushes of to our seat. Michael tried to reach out to stopped him but just ended up chasing after him.

"H-hey Nathan!" He said while running.

As we take are seats Michael was about to sit down. But stops and just stands there. It looks like he's starting at something. His face was scratched up he seemed upset or mad even. I touch his arm.

"Michael..." I say quietly and he looks down at me with a little smile.

"It's fine, it was nothing" he said while sitting down. I turn around to see what he was looking at. It seemed to be a guy, slightly shaved head, with blue eyes and dog tags around his neck. I suddenly get a tap on the shoulder, it was Michael.

"What are you looking at?" He asked.

"Oh nothing, oh it's starting!" I say gripping the edge of my seat Michael then snickers a bit seeing me so exited. As it soon starts the dancer come out on stage and in the middle of all the dancers one really caught my eye, I've seen her before and I finally released. No way...

"Jess?..."

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