Hello! This is my first fanfic so it might be bad.
Any who,
Quick summary of the story:
Michael and a stranger fall in love, but someone separates their relationship, and they have to find a way back together. But something sad happens.
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Michael got a phone call from his boss, so he had to leave. I helped him pack up as he went out the door. He said bye and we hugged. I went to my room and watched MTV, Michael's Bad was playing. I watched it and someone knocked my door. Who is it? Is it a friend of mine? Who is it? Is it my brother? Or is it Michael? I went to the door and opened it. It was Ashley. But then it hit me- Oh shit it's Ashley. I shut the door in her face. She got mad so I opened the door again before she could break the door and kill me. "Lavender, we need to talk" "What?" I could tell she was hiding something behind her back. "About this.." She took out the item behind her back. It was a diary entry from Michael's diary.
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"Where'd you get this?" "Well, me and Michael were talking at his house, his diary was next to me, so I took it. I read through it, and this is what I find" "First of all, why are you reading someone diary?" "No time to explain, just look at this" "Why?" "Just read it" She threw the diary page at me and went out the door. The page read:
Lavender 4/6/87 I met a fan yesterday, she looked pretty cool. Her name was Lavender. I asked for her phone number and we talked on the phone for a bit of time, and I came to her house. We talked for hours and hours and laughed. It was nice. But I don't really love her. I'm pretending to like her, so I can take all her stuff and make tabloids of her. She embarrassed me so I want my revenge. Im gonna make her more embarrassed than the most embarrassed person ever! I'm planning on something to happen, I don't know what, though. This is a short diary entry, but I'm trying my best to get better ideas. I'll make a new entry tomorrow of my ideas.
I don know if this is true or not, but it looked real, so I believed it. I ripped the page up and crumbled it and threw it in the trash can. I was shocked. I was in disbelief. I almost cried a little. I knew Michael would never do such a thing, but we can't just assume what people act away from conversations. "WAIT!" I opened the door and went out to find Ashley. She had already left. I went back inside and and closed the door and ran to my room. I opened the door and slammed it closed. I flopped on my warm bed and started crying. My mascara was dripping, my eyeliner was messed up, my whole makeup was a mess. I have to talk to Michael about this.
