jackson imagines | book 1

Country Girl/2

An- This is the last and final part to country girl, i had finished writing at like 12am where i live and i was tired.

But anyway, enjoy!

Michael

After running for 5 minutes to get away from Mr.charles we finally stopped, siting by the tree to eat our apples.

Everybody try's to steal apples out his yard but we only we've been able to because nobody is as sneaky as us.

His apples are the best in the area that's why everybody try's to steal his.

"I just don't understand why he has a chicken"! y/n laughed biting into her apple.

"i know, what kind of name is cluckers anyway"!? i laughed

For real what kind of name is cluckers?

"you know what we should do next time"? she smiled at me

"what"? i smiled back at her

"let's kidnap cluckers and throw him in the river down the field" she laughed.

"for real? we'll get caught" !

"nu-uh, we have to be quiet when we do it" she whispered.

I don't like cluckers though, that chicken has serious problems. He's so scrawny looking and ugly.

"hey, what are you doing"? i watched her get up and walk around the field by the tree, gently picking up the daisy's that grew near us.

"help me pick them" she dropped her apple picking up more flowers

"and who are they for"?

"Ms.mills, let's go" she pulled my arm as we ran in another direction across the field.

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"is that my y/n"! ms.mills came to the door.

She has a small cottage like house with flowers growing all around it.

"and you must be her friend" she pinched my cheek.

She smells just like cake, like she was baking something before we came.

"are these for me"?! she gasped, y/n handed her the daisy's.

"yes ma'am" she smiled.

"well thank you, come on in, i want y'all to meet someone" she stepped back making room for us to walk into her yard.

"come along children" she pulled us into her backyard, and to a little house small enough for us to fit in.

She walked in and brung out a cute baby lamb wrapped in a white blanket.

"this is Milton, he's out newest goat, and he's a baby, be gentle when you pet him" she smiled.

He has black and white coat of fur just like his mother.

"i love your baby milton" y/n smiled

"thank you, i'm pretty sure he loves you too" she smiled at us.

"ok let's put milton back to sleep now, ok"?

She put him back in his little house where his mother laid.

"come along now, i have an idea" she pulled us into her front yard again.

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"mines look alright"? y/n held up her flower crown to Ms.mills.

"yes darling, it looks wonderful, you'd want to take that with you though, it's getting dark, best get back home now"! she smiled.

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"you wanna stay here in carolina"? i asked her as we held hands walking back down to her house.

"i don't, i really wanna go and see the world like Ilena" she pouted.

I really want her stay here but mother said i can't control her, and if she wants to go let her be.

"i really want you to stay y/n, your my only friend" i hug her.

"i wanna stay to, just to be here with you, but i wanna see the world" she shrugged.

"well, let's make a promise, if you do leave, send letters to me in the mail ok"?

"sure i'll write back to you" she smiled.

"Y/N"! her mother called.

I ran with her back to the fence, not crossing, for her mother doesn't like me in her yard.

"will come out tomorrow"? i asked her.

"yeah, only if you bring me cake" she joked, climbing back over their tiny fence.

"wait before you go, put this on" i quickly pulled out a roses crown from my overalls, and laid it gently on her head.

"y/n, you bid your friend goodbye now" her mother sternly said with her arms crossed.

"bye michael" she walked away smiling at me.

"bye" i waved at her.

Hopefully getting to see her tomorrow.

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"michael"!! mother called from the steps of our house.

"michael"!! she called my name in a distress way.

I ran up to her giving her a big hug.

"michael..where is your shoes baby"? she playfully scolded me.

"um they jumped off and flew away" i lied giving her a really big smile.

"ok mike" she laughed rolling her eyes.

"did you have fun today"? she asked sitting on the steps.

"yes, we went and buried milky, we picked flowers for Ms.mills, and we messed with cluckers" i mischievously smiled

"what did i tell you about bothering that poor chicken" she laughed.

"and what about y/n? did you ask her if she was leaving"?

"yeah, she said that she doesn't know, but i don't want to wake up one day and she isn't here" i crossed my arms

"remember what i said mike? let her go if she wants to go, you can't contain someone if they don't want to be contained" she rubbed my cheek.

I know, but she's my friend, i don't want her to go, she's so kind and pretty , and my intelligent.

Y/n is my Country Girl.