mrs all american | m.c.

2 ; kangaroos

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"you do realize how unhealthy that is?"

"what? you know you're different types of.. uh what? make up? and I know my pizza. it's normal," he shrugged.

"right.." I rolled my eyes, not even mentioning that I hate wearing make up, "knowing every pizza topping known to man isn't normal."

"New York has the best pizza doesn't it?"

"yeah.. I guess" I shrugged. He nodded his head and we stayed quiet for a little while.

"so my mom said you're going to be a senior too?" I changed the subject.

"unfortunately.."

I raised an eyebrow at him before he continued his statement.

"I got held back, I was supposed to be out of this place and back in Australia last year."

"Australia?"

"what the accent didn't give it away?" he smirked.

"I knew you weren't American but.."

"it's okay most people don't" he kicked a blade of grass. we have walked the complete neighborhood twice and are now back on his front porch.

"so what's Australia like? do you see kangaroos in your backyar-"

"stop stop stop," michael shook his head, "unbelievable"

"what?"

"such an American.." he scoffed.

"well that's what I am.."

"you all are so typical.. it's been that way for years.. so clueless and judgmental"

judgmental?

"excuse me but you need to brush up on your vocabulary in no way was I being judgmental.." I took a step back from him.

"whatever judgmental, stereotypical same difference."

"I'm guessing English isn't your strongest subject"

he stood silent for a minute with his lips together in a thin line, "you know what fuck this, welcome to the neighborhood.. American..." he bumped my shoulder with his and walked into the house.

I didn't bother going back in there and waiting for my parents to finish their little pow wow, so I left. thank god mom already have me a key. besides, I started school in two days and my room wasn't unpacked. yeah that's my excuse for when mom yells at me later. I needed to pack up my room.

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Michael's POV

Kangaroos? what the actual fuck. Americans and their stereotypical bullshit. okay maybe I shouldn't have blown up the way I did but who cares? ours moms were clearly trying to set us up to be best friends forever.

I don't need any friends, I haven't needed friends ever since we moved here. 'but michael she's new and she'll be going what you went through'

yeah I give it a month before she becomes the most popular girl in school and doesn't even remember my name. I'll pass on the backstabbing friendship and stay to myself.

this was so rushed and so stupid

michael has a soft spot for kangaroos I guess

lol jokes, these are jokes people

wow I can already see myself deleting this story bc it sucks so bad, hopefully the next update is long and not rushed and actually good yeah?