IX.
After Michael dyed my hair we planned to watch movies all day.
Michael is baking pizza of some sort, and i'm here outside his balcony, enjoying the air alive.
His apartment is placed on the sixth floor, which makes it more appealing and cold. He doesn't use his heater as he told me, because he thinks the temperature is too cold for his taste.
I like his apartment though, all walls colored in clean white, full of modernized furnishings and paintings. His house is surprisingly clean, free from mess and odor.
I haven't entered his room yet, but I expect it to be clean as well.
Michael is a clean person, I learned.
"Hey." I was startled so I turned around, seeing Michael giving me a crooked and worried smile.
"Are you okay?" He asked, and I nodded. "Yeah, i'm fine." I replied, giving him a fake smile in return.
"The pizza's already been cooked, and the first movie is going to start." I nodded and followed him inside, where in he arranged the food neatly on the table.
Scary Movie 5 is playing, and he would laugh at some scenes, but I still wonder why I couldn't. I would just smile as if i'm feeling funny on the movie but I don't.
I just couldn't.
The clock passed by, and we're already on our third movie. "Um, Twilight? Seriously?" I laugh.
"I only got a couple of movies here, and my girlfriend gave this to me." He chuckled, and I nodded as I diverted my attention back to the movie.
Halfway through the movie there was a knock on the door. "I'll get that." He said, and I looked at him as he opened the door. It revealed a curly hair boy, Ashton.
"Hey Ash. What brought you here?" I heard Michael ask as Ashton walked in. "Um, I thought we have practice." Ashton answered, his footsteps can be heard from the doorstep to the living room.
"Oh, yeah. Actually, I forgot." Ashton laughed and patted Michael's back, where in I sunk back in the couch to avoid Ashton from seeing me. I just focused my attention back to the movie, even if I don't quite like it.
"Allison? What are you doing here?"
I froze and slowly sat up, seeing Ashton sitting down beside me.
"Don't tell me Michael is your boyfriend because both of you are absent today."
"Of course not! Michael just helped me dye my hair lavender, and then, well, we became bored and just decided to watch movies." I shrugged, and he rolled his eyes at me.
"It's been very bad that you left me. Basically you're with me everyday at lunch." Ashton whined. And I smiled at him.
"Well, who were you with today at lunch?" I asked , and he looked a tad bit nervous at my question.
"Umm, Spencer." Who the hell is Spencer?
"Who's Spencer?" I curiously asked, and he shook his head .
"Just tell me please." I begged, and he just nodded. "Turns out Amelia's name was actually Spencer. She told me she just doesn't trust people, so.. Yeah. She told me another name."
"Oh. So she goes to our school?" Ashton nodded, and I smiled at him.
"Congratulations, Ashton." He laughed at me before placing his attention back to the door.
"I'm with Luke and the others. I guess you don't feel comfortable?"
Ashton said, and I just put my attention to my shoes. I remembered the events including Luke and me, and I don't want anyone to know about that.
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