18.The Girl Is Mine

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Okay, so I've got a couple things I have to address first. 1) THANK YOU GUYS SO FUDGING MUCH FOR READING THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I've got so many readers and I'm so happy that so many people are enjoying my imagine book. So thank you thank you thank you and I love you all. <3 <3 <3 2)This story was thought up through the wonderful collaboration of  (me) and MoonwalkForever. We are both doing different versions of the same storyline. Go check hers out in her imagine book called Imagine Michael. I think it'll be out soon. 3) I really hope all of you will continue to enjoy my book. Try and help others enjoy it too! Tell your friends, your followers, the people you follow, etc. 4) PM me and send in some ideas of your own! Yeah baby, I'm taking requests now! I'll dedicate the part to you and give you a cute lil shoutout. That's enough blabbin' from me for now. Have fun!

Marlon P.O.V.

"Michael! Let's go! We're gon be late messin' wit you!" "I'm comin'! I'm comin'!" He yelled, thundering down the steps. His hair was still messy like he'd just popped out of bed. "Michael! What have you been doin' all this time man? Why your hair still a mess?!" He chuckled. "Cuz that's how the ladies like it." I laughed. Michael and I were more of the nerdy type while our older siblings were the more of the popular crowd. As we walked down the street, we noticed one girl. "Oooooh look at dat..." I cooed, nudging Michael. "Goodness gracious, that girl fine man, look..aww she fine and she know she fine too." Michael shook his head but I saw him watching her closely. I whistled. "Bet you can't nobody get that girl." He looked at me, his eyebrow raised. 

Michael P.O.V.

"Marlon, I can get that girl." "I betcha Never-Neverland ya can't get her before I do." I scoffed. "Challenge accepted." 
*****Time Skip******
By that afternoon, I'd gotten Y/N's number and scored a date. I walked into the room Marlon and I shared, grinning smugly. He had he same expression on his face. "Guess what Mike?" He waved a piece of paper in my face with a number written on it. "Guess who's  this is." He said, smiling proudly. "Can't be Y/N, cuz I got her number right here." I smiled my own glamorous, triumphant smile. "N-n-no way! She's mine! I got a date with her and everything!" I shook my head, smirking. "Looks like she done gone an tricked you there Marlon." He shook his head, "Look Michael, we're not gonna fight some girl, okay?" "Oh I told you, I'm a lover, not a fighter." He scoffed. "I've seen this before, Mike. She'll choose me, just watch." "Well, after loving me, she said she couldn't love another." "That what she said?" "Yeah she said it, you keep dreamin'." He threw his hands into the air. "I don't believe it!" I pumped my fist into the air. "The Girl is mine!"

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