Chapter 3

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Pop. Pop, pop, pop.

Michael loved bubble wrap. It calmed him down.  And it was just fun to play with.

Pop, pop, pop.

''Okay Michael, that's enough of that'' Ms. Grace chuckled softly, causing the pale boy to blush softly, his porcelain skin tinting a baby pink color in embarrassment.  He set the bubble wrap down on the table and cracked his knuckles. It was Thursday and Michael was in therapy again for his weekly visit.

''So tell me. How have you been feeling lately? Anything new?''

Michael shook his head, brushing his black fringe out of his face. The day prior, he had set about re dying his hair. Now it was black with a patch of dark green. It matched perfectly with his pale skin, making him look, if it was even possible, even paler. 

There was a knock at the office door. Michael perked up from his seat. Very seldom did visitors come during session. In the door came a nurse. She gave Ms. Grace a large envelope. She smiled and walked back out again. 

Michael's curiosity peaked as he saw the envelope. The woman smiled. 

''Its for you Michael. Its from your pen pal'' 

Michael's heart began to race. This was it. The moment of truth. Shakey hands took the envelope. He walked back to the table and sat down. Slowly, he straightened out the tab and slid it through the hole. He chewed his lip, taking the paper from the envelope. He was nervous, so nervous. But why? He set the paper on the desk, took a deep breath, and began to read. 

Dear pen pal,

My name is Luke. I'm 17 years old and also a senior in high school. I live in England currently, but I was born in Australia. As for hobbies, I like to write and play my guitar. Pizza is alright, but I prefer salad d: sorry! I was told I should ask some questions back so here I go;

1) do you like music?

2) do you play any instrument?

3) hi or hey? My brother says hey, but I say hi

That's all I can think of for now. You seem nice and I hope to hear back soon!

~Luke :-)

A smile creeped onto Michaels lips as he read the letter. The boy- Luke, seemed nice and he could see himself getting along with him. Or so he hoped.

"Here you are Michael"

Michael took the paper from Ms. Grace and immediately began to write out another letter.

A/n:  I might do the next chapter in Luke's POV.
What do you think? Any suggestions??

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