Partners {Michael Jackson}

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This isn't happening. I'm having an actual conversation with Michael Jackson. I think I'm being set up. Why is he all of a sudden.. being nice to me? He's walking me home! To me... that's strange to the extreme! Not saying that I don't appreciate his courtesy. It's just... he's... Michael Jackson! A person which I despise. Yup... this is a set up.

"Whelp... this is my place. Thanks for walking me home! Bye!" I ran up the stairs, leaving Michael high and dry. "Wait...." he shouted. What does this dude want? "We need to discuss about our project!" "Michael... we have the entire semester to complete our project. We'll be fine." I said unlocking my door. Michael calmly walked up the stairs to my house. Uhhhh.... did I tell you to come up here?

"Y/N... writing a song is harder than you think. It takes time and practice to make the song perfect. We need to make a schedule about when to meet and-" "Michael..." I stopped him. "We were just assigned as partners today. It's bad enough I have to work with you." I said. Damn, I am a bitch. "Ouch... that kinda hurt." he scoffed. I rolled my eyes not caring. "Wait- Why are you even being nice to me? You and I both know that we can't stand each other! And it's pretty weird." I argued. His answer better be somewhat good. "Because in order to get a good grade, we have to be cordial. That's what I'm trying to do." he said. Michael... from this very moment... and forward, I would never be cordial with your ass.

"Michael... go home." Just then my door opened. "Y/N, there you are! I was worried sick! Where-" my mom stopped looking in Michael's face. He smiled. "Hello, Mrs. L/N! Long time, no see." Michael greeted. Ugh! Here we go. "Oh my word! Michael! Look at you! You're all grown up and handsome. How are you?"

"I'm doing wonderful, thank you." he said. O...k Let's wrap it up, people!

"Um, thank you again for walking me home, Michael." I said, interrupting their little moment. "You're welcome. Nice seeing you again, Mrs. L/N. I'll see you later, Y/N." he said. I waved, not caring if I hurt his feelings. And then, he left.

"Hi, mom." I greeted, setting my bag on the hanger. "And where were you?" she complained. I sighed in irritation. "It's fine, mom. I'm home in one piece." "No... it's not fine. I was worried sick about you! Usually that no good boyfriend of yours drops you off." she said. I love my mom, but she needs to stop talking shit about Alex. After all, he's going to be her future son-in-law.

"Mom, not now." "I just want to know where you've been!" "I walked home! I decided to walk home today." I said. Ok... technically, I didn't walk all the way home, but I don't need my mother to bash about every little thing Alex does! "Oh, so you decided to walk home?" "Yes, mom! Is that a crime?" I asked, walking to the kitchen. Mom followed behind me.

"Well.... then why Michael was here?" she quizzed. It's obvious! Ugh! I sometimes don't understand my mother. "Cause he walked me home..."  "Did he now? Hmm. Quite the gentleman. To be honest, I rather you date him than your dumbass boyfriend." "We're not about to start this, mom." I argued. It happens ALL the time! I get that she doesn't like Alex! But I do! And she's gonna have to get over it.

"You deserve someone better than him. Michael looks like he's the one for you!" "Michael and I don't even talk! So how would you know?" "A mother knows, Y/N." "Well the mother I know can't have no say because she's still single." I strike back. I went a little too far.

Mom glared at me with disappointment. "You know what, Y/N? Fine... I'll stay out of it." she said walking away. "Mom- wait! I'm sorry!" I tried to get her attention. But it was too late as she slammed her bedroom door.

Ever since daddy died, my relationship with my mom has been hectic. And being the only child only made things worse. I do wish he was here with us. Cause he was the peace keeper in the family. It's been two years since he passed. It felt like forever and a day though. Couple a weeks from now, I'm going to visit him for his birthday. I miss you, daddy.

Now let me go upstairs and apologize to my mom.

Chapter 6 is up next....