True Colors [Clifford]

Song 10

"Are you sure this is the way his house?" Ashton asked me fo'hael lives in. And I have tired to tell Ashton, a zillion times that he's going to be moving soon, where Michael was living at the moment was temporary. Weather or not Ashton was going to even let me take a step out of the car when we got to Michael's house, will be the final question.

"Yes Ashton. I swear this is the way to Michael's house. And once again, he's moving to the nicer part of town soon, I promise." I tell him once again as I see Michael's street. "That one! Take that right!" I ordered quickly.

"Alright! Look I just don't know if I want you in this part of town. I trust you and all, but I still don't know Michael that well, and this part of town isn't all that amazing."

"I know Ashton, you've been giving me that reasoning since we got into the car. Now it's the blue house right there." I sighed pointing at the house on the left side of the street. Ashton turned on his blinker and pulled into the driveway. He put the car in park, turning to look at me. 

Ashton's eyes were filled with concern as he ran his hand through his hair. "Just, be careful alright? Don't leave the house without Michael, and if something happens, call me, or Calum, or Luke, or someone. Just don't get into any trouble." He told me, giving me a quick hug as I stepped out of the car.

"I will, I promise. You just go have some fun, along with being careful yourself." I gave him one of those looks that a mother would give her child. I mean, Ashton might be older, but I act older, and well some day's it feels like I have to be his and the other boys mom. So for once, I'm going to trust Ashton with every thing I've got not, to destroy the house.

"I promise too. Do you want me to wait until you're inside?"

I shook my head. "No, I'll be fine. I doubt that I'll have to wait long." 

Ashton nodded with a weak smile. He didn't look happy about that, but he'll leave me be. I'm sure of it. I closed the door once we said our goodbyes and watched Ashton pull away before walking up to Michael's front door and knocking.

Not more then half a minute later a girl opens the door and looked me down. "Can I help you?" She asked in a snooty voice. She snapped the gum that was in her mouth, causing me to roll my eyes in annoyance. That noise was so annoying.

"Um... Sorry, is this the Clifford house hold?" I swear I had the right house. Michael said he was an only child, and this was not his mother. Cousin? Aunt? Or did he have a girlfriend?

"Yeah, it is. Who's asking?" She snapped her gum once again. I grit my teeth, forcing myself not to snap at her to not do that.

"Look, is Michael here? I need to talk to him." I asked as politely as I could.

"Fine. Whatever. Wait here." She snapped at me slamming the door in my face. Well then. A couple of minutes later the door opened once again and thankfully showed Michael.

"Uh, hi." He said, acting very awkward. My face turned into a blank dull look. 

"Never mind now. You look busy." I shook my head holding back my laugh. I turned on my heel, wanting so badly to turn back and say one last thing. Eh, screw it, Michael knew the real-ish me. So why not? "Oh and Michael, I thought sluts weren't worth your time. Guess I was wrong, because, you are the slut." My last remark was my final as I walked down the street away from Michael's house. I knew as soon as I saw that girl there was something going on, my mind just didn't say anything about it until I saw Michael. Sex hair, hickeys on his neck and lord know's where else. I've seen it on Ashton too many times. I remember Michael telling me that he didn't want some slut, they weren't worth his time. He lied. They were worth his time. And he was the slut.