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sighed and put down my journal, scared as hell as to who or what may walk through that door. A few years ago I met Thai guy online his name is Michael Clifford, apparently he's a dropout in a band but I've not found one thing wrong with that. My name is Elizabeth Shoopman, I play guitar in a band myself we're pretty big. The door swung open "Liz?" He asked a tall pale boy with green hair asked "Over here!" I waved, he smiled at me. I felt chills down my spine we were just best friends nothing more. I played with my hair which was in a French braid the black and purple and pink chasing each other. I was nervous as to what I was going to say. He sat down with his coffee"Hey, it feels so nice to meet you in person" his smile warm and I smiled back feeling butterflies in my stomach and a twinkle in his green apple eyes and a twinkle in my dark chocolate ones. (