Just so you know: This is a couple days after the last chapter. I feel like I need to clear that up. OKAY ENJOY!
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M: Hey! You going to practice on Saturday?
J: I don't think so, man. I'm so sick!!
M: Aww no! What is it?
J: Stomach bug.
M: Sheeeeeeeeeeeet
J: Yep
J: Doc doesn't want me leaving my bedroom.
M: Gross.
I remembered the time when Jeremy and I were in middle school, and I had the same stomach bug. Jeremy came to my house and brought soup and movies. We were such girls.
J: it's until noon, right?
M: Yeah. I have to get there at eight UGH
J: That's actually disgusting.
M: Yeah, don't these people realize we have lives?
J: In your case, going Newark to buy more "equipment"?
M: Why you be mean? :(
J: B/C I AM!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA
M: I will poke you
J: NO! It'll trigger my bugs!!
M: I swear to God, Jer.
J: I'm gonna get some sleep.
M: Night, Angel.
J: Why...
I was typing a stupid response when another text popped up on my phone.
J: Collins. ;p
M: OMG no you're becoming me this has to actually stop.
J: LOL okay. Get me the notes for tomorrow.
M: Ew I have to work with your understudy tomorrow.
J: Rich is not THAT bad!
M: He's not you
J: You flatter me too much
M: Get some beauty rest.
J: Heh okay, you too.
M: Honey, I don't need any
J: Good night, Michael
M: Night, Jer.
I laid back on my pillow, holding the message close to my heart. After a few moments, I quickly got up and began packing for tomorrow.
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Practice was brutal. I don't understand how Jeremy handles Christine because whenever she's with me, all she talks about is herself! All her sentences start with, "I remember when I..." and, "Back in [insert stupid play she was in here], we did/didn't..." I swear I wanted to shut her mouth with duct tape.
After hell/play practice, I drove to Jeremy's house. The night before, I had packed some essentials when you're stuck in your bedroom.
When I got there, I rang the doorbell, like a kind gentleman. His father, wearing a towel (like usual), opened the door and greeted, "Oh, Michael! I'm sorry, but Jeremy's-"
I smiled, interrupting him, "I know. He told me last night. I brought notes from practice and provisions."
He smirked, looking me up and down. "Thank God you're my son's friend and not those other guys in your school." He laughed, "Anyway, I think Jeremy's sleeping. Good thing you brought your jacket."
I tilted my head with question. "Why do you say that?"
He sighed, posture slouched. "Jeremy's burning up, though freezing at the same time. He's under the covers, but all of the fans in there are making it feel like Vermont Mountains in the winter time!"
What an interesting analogy, I thought. "I see. May I see him?"
He nodded and moved aside, letting me enter the cozy house of the Heere's. "Has anyone else been here to see him?"
"No," he responded, shaking his head. "He just got ill last night." I bit my lip. Why would he tell me first, and not Christine? "You know," He started. I turned to him, as he closed the door. "My son has a lot of faith in you."
"Hm?" I wondered, my face already becoming red, but a little confused.
Mr. Heere chuckled, "When we found out that you two skipped school, he told me about the day you and Jeremy shared. It seems like he enjoys his time with you." My face and ears became a blood red. Jeremy talked about me? Positively?
"Michael?"
I looked at him, curious, trying to hide my blush (failing terribly), "Do you love my son?"
I laughed loud and nervously. "NOWHYWOULDILOVEHIMHE'SJUSTMYFRIEND HAHAHAHAHA"
He chuckled, rolling eyes, looking straight through me. I sighed, giving in. "Yes... Yes, I do..."
He smiled. "Do good for him, Michael Mell." He stuck out his hand. I looked up at him once more, smiling wide and giving his hand a firm shake. "Go to him! He'll be happy to see you."
I nodded firmly, turned on my heels, and quickly ran up the stairs to his room.
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If you do not get the Newark joke, look it up I'm not explaining it. I wanted to add Jeremy's dad, because why not? He's important... Right? RIGHT?!?!?!?!?
Also: Can I have Jeremy's dad as mine?!?! *Remembers he walks around with a towel all the time* NOpE NEveRmINd!!!
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