Chapter 2

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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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