I woke up and automatically it came back to me. Michael freeking Clifford talk to me yesterday. And that's when I looked at the time.
Shit!
It's 7. Im going to be late for school.
I rushed and did my hair, in a brade, put my nirvana shirt with a jacket, my skinnys and yes my lucky shoes.
I ran downstairs as fast as I could. And out the door. No time to eat.
I ran to the bus stop. Shit the bus just pass.
I ran back home.
" Mom can I use your car to drive to school I missed the bus " I say freeking out.
" Umm.. darling there's no school today. "
I was lost for a sec. oh yah ok it's Saturday xD god I'm so stupid.
"Ok um ill go back in my room and sleep "
I went to my room and sat on my bed. And my phone buzzed.
Unknown number:
Hey it's Michael. Are u doing something today?
Me:
Umm not that I can think of why?
Mickey:
I was thinking u can come to my place just to help me with a song :) pls
Me:
Sure tell me the address and ill come.
I shut my phone off and came out of my room again.
" Mom can I have the keys to your Mustang please I'm going to a friend. ill be very careful with it I promise "
It her little precious baby. So I'm sure the answer is no.
" Sure. here just be careful and fill it up when u come back " she tossed me the key.
What the hell. This is something new. Is she like I don't know drunk or something. Doesn't look like it anyways lets go.
* in the car *
I was driving to his house till I found something that I can't believe of finding is one of the most beautiful instrument in the world.
A fucking electrique guitar for sale. And it's only 20$. That is really rare to find something so beautiful for a wonderful price.
I parked my moms car in the driveway and knocked on the door.
The door open and it was a guy in he 30-40 with blond hair and brown eyes.
" Hi I saw you guitar in the front lawn and I would love to buy that beauty. "
I toke my money out and..
" Take it. It's free. I don't need money for it. I've had it for years and now it's yours to keep and learn on it just take it. and take the speakers that goes with it "
" Oh thanks I promis ill take real good care with it "
The door closed and I ran to the guitar and packed it in the car.
And started driving to Michael house.
* at his house *
This house is huge. And really nice.
I waked to the door. his doormats it written.
' Don't just stand there ride a poney '
I laught.
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