Chapter 3

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As you lay in bed, countless thoughts fill your mind about the dance. Could you really get the confidence to go with Kid? You get consumed by the thoughts before snapping back to reality as someone knocks on the door. You stand up and head to the door, you open it without asking who it is and there stood Micheal. You kinda glare as you say in a irritating tone, "What the hell do you want?" He already seemed pretty nervous and you werent helping the situation. He looked down at his feet before looking back up at you. "I'm really sorry for what I said earlier. I didnt mean to get you all wound up..." He said in a sad tone as he looked down at you. You cant help but smile at the big baby, you stand aside, motioning him in as you look up at him. "Ah, I just took it to seriously, my bad dude." You nod and watch as he walked in. He looked at you and headed to your room. You followed behind, humming a happy little tune as you both enter the room. You hop into the bed as he sits besides you.
Michaels POV
She seemed so calm about everything. In fact..maybe a little to calm. you were expecting a door slam or her to yell at you some more. Did something make her happy? Did you make her happy just by showing up? Or is she secretly planning to attack you with her tiny fists? You space out for a moment before (y/n) nudges you. You glance down at her and blink, then asking "What? Wait- Can I ask you something (Y/n)?" She blinks then nods. "Well.. (Y/n) You know that silly dance or whatever that's going on tomorrow night? Well...I never asked if you wanted to--" You stopped mid sentence after noticing her sudden expression change. It went from calm to looking conflicted about something.
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Your POV
Did...he just...ask you to the dance..? You feel very conflicted at this point as you stare at him. You cant just blow off your best friend, he's your BEST friend! But he has to understand that you're allowed to go with other people. He also had the nerve to laugh at you for wanting to look pretty. You've always wanted to pretty. You just didn't know how because you didn't have anyone to help you out, like a mom or a older sister. Just your stupid brother. You're completely lost in thought until he says your name with confusion. Snapping back to reality, you start to get very aggressive from these thoughts. You attempt to shove Michael out of your room. "GET OUT! GET OUT! GET! O U T." You roared "YOU CAN'T JUST MAKE FUN OF ME FOR WANTING TO LOOK GIRLY THEN ASK ME OUT! GET OUT!" Your screamed and watched him stumble back and out of your room. "GO AWAY, DON'T COME BACK AND DON'T TALK TO ME! EVER!" You slammed your door shut and glared. You angrily paced around the room and took deep breaths, trying your best to calm down but it just wasn't working. You scream and just get ready to sleep. You just couldn't handle your feelings.
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Soul's POV
You just arrived home, kissing Maka goodbye but you arrive home to hear your sister screaming at the top of her lungs and seeing Michel pushed out of her room. You sigh. This was so uncool. You hated it when she had tantrums like this but she'll get burned out eventually. You watch Micheal stumble up and quickly wave to you. He rushed passed and gently shut the door on his way out. You sigh once more. Your sister was so uncool like this. As you start heading to your room, you hear her scream once more and stomp around. You groaned. If she keeps screaming, people are gonna think shes being murdered. You open her door to see her punching her pillow in her pajamas. You blink before saying "Shut yer trap before I make you and go to sleep." You shut the door and head to your room. Man. Why did you have to take care of such an angry little thing.
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Omg its been a year since I updated I am so sorry

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