About A Girl [Michael Afton x Reader]

Chapter 18 - Best Boyfriend

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I stood in the bathroom with my cold feet touching the tiles as I blow dried my damped hair. Michael's parents had invited mine to go out for dinner to talk about their career.

I believed this was a good opportunity for everyone. For my parents to finally get out of their depressive state. I know it seemed wrong, but we weren't going to get anywhere if we kept mourning over my little brother's death. I know he would want this for us. He's always kept in our hearts.

The radio played music as it came to an end "I hope everyone there is having a good night even if it's staying up studying or partying! Wherever you are, get up and start grooving! This is Jennifer playing your favorite 80's hits on 99.9 groovy tunes" the lady stopped speaking as Walking on A Dream by Empire of the Sun began playing. I finished doing my hair just in time and headed out of the bathroom back into my room.

I stood in front of my closet debating what to wear tonight. I wanted to make a good first impression since me and Michael planned on telling our parents about us dating. There was no way we would keep this a secret from them. "Y/N! YOU ALMOST READY?!" my mother shouted "YEAH JUST A SEC!" I shouted back.

I went for a simple look, a white basic shirt tucked in with blue high waist jeans and a black belt secured around my waist. I grabbed my white reebok sneakers and placed them on.

My father knocked on the door, "Come in!" I replied finishing up putting some lip gloss. I looked at him and he seemed more lively. "It's nice to see you my dear" he smiled "This is for you" he handed me a white envelope that read FD Academy

"Thank you" I smiled again as I began opening it. I unfolded the letter and read it out loud

"Dear, Y/N L/N, We have moved your classes into Hurricane, Utah to continue working on your career. Classes start on the 28th of March. Please bring these supplies with you."

A list was at the bottom of the paper. The envelope came with my documents and awards back from California. "You've always done great in Fashion. I'm sure you'll do great" My father smiled at me. His eyes looked tired but he still puts up a smile on his face "Thanks" I smiled back.

My mother called us again as we were already a few minutes late. My mother hated being late.
We quickly rushed down the stairs as my mother gave us a stern look. She noticed the envelope and letter "What's this?" she walked in front of me pulling the letter "It's from my fashion academy" "Oh sweetie how many times do I have to tell you.." she sighed in frustration.