Dyed Hair Rock Show [Michael Clifford]

Here // Part 18

Michael swung by quickly when they stopped in for a couple hours that 4th day, but it wasn't much. Just a kiss and a lunch then some time at the park. It was still fun, though.

Anyways, today was the day they were back for good. And I. Couldn't.  Wait.

I called Haze. "TODAY'S THE DAY!!"

We squealed in excitement, for it was Friday once again, and we were going to the carnival tonight on a double date with Luke and Michael.

"I'm so excited, I already know what I'm going to wear," she said.

"I think I do, I mean. I do. But just- Ahh! I can't wait. I'll let you go, Michael's coming over in a bit so we can go pick up some stuff at the store."

"Alright, bye."

It was 1:30 in the afternoon, two hours after I had woken up. I had put on my galaxy converse, TFIOS shirt, and some basic jeans.

"Are you on your way yet?" I called him.

"Yeah, in a second. I'm almost about to go get in the car," he said.

"Okayy byyyee. See you soon." I hung up. Sure enough, he was there in about 7 minutes.

I opened the door and went out to his car, getting in the front seat.

"Hi babe," he kissed my cheek.

"Hiii. I'm glad you're back."

"So am I. You ready to go get some dye and new pillow?" He asked.

I nodded, "Let's do it."

We went to the store and bought a big body pillow, 2 jars of Manic Panic hair dye, and a couple other items I was lacking.

"So what time are we going to the date?" Michael asked as we unloaded the stuff we got in my house. I looked at the clock, it was 3.

"Six o'clock. We're gonna be there for probably two and a half hours, I'm guessing."

He shrugged, "Cool."

"So we're not going to use these until sunday," I said with the dye jars in my hands. "Because tonight we have plans, and no Idea what we're doing tomorrow."

"Then why don't we just do it tomorrow?" he laughed.

I shrugged and put the jars in my bathroom cabinet, then walked back out to the kitchen. "We might."

"Yayyy!" he clapped like an excited child we both knew was inside him.

I smiled and we made lunch, watching tv and playing video games.

"It's 5:30, I'm going to go change out of these into what I planned to wear," I said, getting up.

"Okay, I'm staying in this because I planned on wearing this to it," Michael said.

"I'm fine with that," I smirked.

I changed into my black vans, a cute tank top with a kitten on it saying meow and denim shorts, then fixed my eyeliner and put my hair down, it was cute and wavy. I walked back out into the living room, 5:52.

"You look really cute," Michael smiled,  looking me up and down.

"Thanks, so do you. Let's go," I said, grabbing my keys.

We got in my car and I drove to the park. We were only 2 minutes late. And Hazel and Luke were 7 minutes late.

"Luke was a little late getting over because he had to make sure his hair and everything looked good," Hazel teasingly complained.