the story of Michael Davis. A smile story.

birthday

Today is June 22, Today is the day in which Michael and Michelle turn 17. It's 11:oo A.M. The young boy with long, black hair and pale skin laid on his side, locks of his hair slowly drifted down his face, resting between his slightly shut eyes as he pulled the sheets over his mouth silently groaning as his mother, Angie, rapidly beat on the door repeating the word's "wake up Michael, you got to get dressed for school." Michael grunted as he sat up running his hands through his messy hair "but mom, do i really have to? it's my birthday after all." Angie shook her head and sighed. "No, Michael, you need to go to school, and you need to watch over Michelle. Now hurry, the bus will be here any minute." Michael heard his mothers footsteps echo through the halls and down the stairs. soon after, Michael crawled out of bed, stumbling over to the mirror changing into his clothes. He wore a blue button up and dress pants and boots that went to his knees along with a dark grey hoodie. before he left his room he pulled his hair up into a ponytail. He walked into the kitchen and sat next to his sister, Michelle. Angie tightened Michelle's hair, dressing it into pigtails with big blue ribbons. Michelle wore almost identical clothes as Michael, but she wore a black skirt and knee high socks. their older brother, Adam walked into the kitchen as he ate candy, giving the rest to Michelle. after everyone ate Michelle and Michael, waving Angie and Adam goodbye as they went to school. They entered the bus waiting to get to school. They listened to their music and shared their seat. Soon they arrived at school and walked into the cafeteria to have breakfast. once again, Michelle pulled one of the strawberry milks from Michael's bag as she placed her books on the table. She slid a pink silly straw into the bottle cap, drinking her milk and smiling in purse bliss. Her silver hair swayed back and forward as she swung her feet under the table. After they've eaten they went outside to play a few games before class started. Michelle was jumping with a rope and Michael played basketball, Michelle noticed a group of people watching them. It didn't take long for her to realize it was a goon and his posse that would normally bully the two. One had caramel brown hair with hazel eyes. His name was Matt. The goon...or so-called leader of the group. They would usually harass Michelle and beat Michael. But today was no different. After a few minutes of staring at the two, Matt stood up and walked over to Michelle watching her closer.