Forget // m.c.

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A/n did not check for mistakes so sorry if there is any

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The air started to get warmer everyday, signaling it was summer. Summer was my favorite season, mostly because school was out. Speaking of school, only two more weeks. Then I'm finally done with school, until college of course.

Things are pretty much the same after Michael and I skyped. The only thing that has really changed is I have to start looking for colleges.

So that's really how my weekends are spent, applying, reports, and anger. But my mom wasn't up yet so I still have time to just lay in bed and think of what's happening right now.

My jumbled thoughts were soon interrupted my the vibrate of my phone on the dresser. I sat up and rubbed the sleep off of my eyes, the made my way to my dresser.

(A/n on phone so no bold )

Unknown number- are you up

Unknown number- get up

With a confused look on my face I texted back.

Me- who is this?

The typing bubble popped up then went away the back again.

Unknown number- only the sexiest dude alive

Me- I'm sorry I think to have the wrong number...

Unknown number- you know you really shouldn't put your phone number on Skype you could get 40 year old men looking for girls

Unknown number- oh if you haven't guessed it yet, this is Michael

My stomach did a flip at the mention of Michael. It couldn't be Michael, maybe this guy was right he could be a 40 year old pervert.

Me- how do I know this is you, you know many people out there act like you.

Unknown number- what do you want me to do?

Me- idk just tweet hi or something

Another notification popped up on my phone. New tweet from Michael.

Michael5SOS: Hi

I almost had a heart attack right there. Maybe I was over reacting, Michael was just going to leave me again, or I'll leave him because I have collage.

Me- okay I believe you

Michael🍆- you're stupid you know that

Me- but you love me

I sent that as a joking matter, but once again my heart was stopped again.

Michael🍆- it's true I do love you.

No one but my mom has ever told me they loved me. But Michael was just joking around, so I need to stop over reacting.

Me- shut up

Michael🍆- no

Me- I'm supposed to be looking for colleges rn and you aren't helping.

Michael🍆- ooooo college girls 😏

Me- shut up

Michael🍆- fine but text me when you are done

Me- no promises 🌚

My phone went off again but I didn't look at it, I needed to focus on finding a college. I didn't even bother to put on new clothes, It was just me and my mom home today.

I did grab my moccasins on the way out because the wood floors were always cold, even in the summer.

I ran down the stairs heading towards the kitchen, where I would be mostly today. My moms laptop was already out and logged on showing her background of me when I was five, running around in the park.

I scowled at the background and opened up chrome starting my hunt for my future.

"Emily go get dressed we are going out for lunch with Dave!" My mom yelled at the top of the stairs.

But this time I didn't yell back, I didn't want to ruin her day because of me so I kept my mouth shut and headed upstairs.

Once accomplished, I headed towards my dresser looking for something halfway decent. I decided on a pair of black skinny jeans and just a random concert tshirt, the usual. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it looking for something to pass time while my mom gets ready.

I sighed and opened my messages from Michael and actually fell off of my bed this time.

Michael🍆- how would you like to tour with us? 😁

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A/n

Again thanks for all the reads it's amazing

Also because of the long wait for updates, I was wondering if anyone would like to help write this. all you would need to do is send me a chapter, it could be anything for this. and if I think it's good you can help co write ¿

Really that's just me being lazy but I would love to be able to write this with someone.

Also one last thing im thinking about doing a think where you can ask the characters questions, I'll only do it if I get enough, but just put your questions here and I will ask them in that characters point of view.

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