Partners {Michael Jackson}

VI

Michael

I made it home just in time for dinner. I wished that I have told Y/N that I was the one who decided that we'd be partners. But at the moment... she's not too happy about it. I know she hates me, and she has every right to hate me. Because I put her through so much bullshit throughout middle and high school. Without giving her a valid reason. Though I shouldn't give here one.

We were the best of friends. Then something changed about her that made me the way I am towards her. After 7th grade, I finally knew what Y/N's truly like. She's a trader! She betrayed me! She ruined the friendship we had. I will never forget it! I will never forgive her! I hate her for it! I can't stand her! But I hate myself even more because...

I'm in love with her.

I've been in love with Y/N since 7th grade. Towards the end of the year, I was finally going to man up and confess it to her. That day had came, but it was also the day that I will never forget til the day I leave this world.

FLASHBACK: Here is where you will know why...

June 15th, 1979.

"How do I look?" I ask Alex, my home boy. "Like you're desperate. Relax, Mike! It's just Y/N." he tried to pep talk me. "It's not just Y/N... I'm crazy about this girl. AND I'M ONLY THIRTEEN!" "Listen, man. It's now or never. Now you got the rose?" he asked. I opened my locker to take out this beautiful red rose I bought earlier today. "I hope she likes it." "No doubt! That's her favorite flower. But, good luck, man." Alex dabbed me before walking away. I checked to see that my appearance is straight. My afro is fresh, and off I go to ask Y/N on a date.

I strolled down the hallway with the rose in my hand. Butterflies formed in my stomach as I hear Y/N's adorable giggles down the hall. That is until... I heard something that I would have never hear out of her mouth. "Michael is such a loser. Me? Go out with him. PLEASE! Don't make me laugh. Yeah we're best friends... well used to be. But I have a reputation to uphold. I don't need his nerdiness to ruin that." "But he's a sweet guy. And he doesn't seem nerdy." her friend said. "How long have you've known him? Exactly. So you wouldn't know. That's also the reason I hardly ever hang out with him anymore. I know, I'm a asshole. But, I could care less. Plus, I have someone else in mind."

I couldn't believed what I heard. Y/N... of all the people I trusted. Tears shedded down my face as I dropped the rose, running away...

IN REALITY...

Everyday, I replayed that image over and over in my head. I made a fool out of myself for even falling for that bitch. But unfortunately, I still have feelings for her. Which makes me hate her more. Because she could've had given me a chance. She could've seen the inner good in me. "Michael! Dinner's ready!" my mother yelled. I just wish all the sorrow and hatred I have for Y/N would kick in. Cause love stinks...

During dinner...

"So how was your first day back at school?" mother asked me. I am the seventh of nine children she has birth. Six of us have left, so it leaves myself, my brother, Randy and the baby, Janet. "Ok, I guess." I answered. "You ok, Mike?" Janet asked taking a bite of her food. Her and I have a very special bond. She's like my best friend. "Yeah... just not that hungry. May I be excused, mother?" "Of course, son." she said. I got up, heading straight for my room.  

An hour past... "Michael! Someone is here to see you!" mother yelled. I groaned, getting out of my bed. I headed downstairs to see my surprise. "Would you like some water?" mom asked her. "Thank you." she said, smiling at her. She then looked at me. She's so beautiful...

"Hey..." I said.

"Hi... are you ready to start our project?" asked Y/N.

Chapter 7 is up next....