Yeah, I would. But tonight I'll prove to you that I will
never hurt you." He emphasised the word never. There were
only two options, First, he really did like me. Second, he was
just playing around. Right now, I felt confused. I wanted to go
home, but at the same time I wanted to stay with him. We reached
the highest floor, floor 32. I heard music and voices coming from
the ceiling and felt a lot better.
"Now what?" I
"We need to use the
ladder." He said as he pointed to the balcony. I followed
him out the balcony.
"Micheal who are the people
here?" I asked as he closed the balcony door.
"They're mostly just
family." He smiled. I took a breath of
"You climb up first so I
will be sure that you won't fall." He said. I did as
he said and began climbing the unstable medal
"Are you're parents up
there?" I asked trying to forget the fact that I could
"My mom, but not my
dad." He answered.
" Where's your
dad?" I asked hoping that he had a dad.
Afganstan." He said. I began laughing.
"No way, my dad's in
Afganstan too" I said. Micheal didn't seem suprised by
"What's his name?"
"Marshal Rosingburg." I
"Is he blonde with brown
eyes, redish face.?" He asked.
"Yes, do you know him?"
"Only seen him twice in my
dad's pictures. He is a good friend of my father." He
"What is your dad's
name?" I asked
"Adriano Vicente, he's
Italian." Micheal answered.
"Man, you're Mr.
Vicente's son." I said missing a step on the
"Be careful Ella." He
said as he pushed my foot up.
"I love Mr. Vicente,
he'd come to my house with my dad all the time when I was
little. He'd cook pizza for us and everything." I said
reaching the final steps.
"Sounds like he was a better
dad to you than me." Micheal said. I wanted to ask Micheal
what he meant by that, but we were already up the steps and on
the roof. I looked away from the people at the party and waited
for Micheal to get up. As soon as he was up, he held my hand
and escorted me to the first person we saw. She was a pretty
white girl with rasberry red hair. She was wearing a black
dress and no shoes. She smiled as she noticed Micheal and I
walk to her.
"Mikey!" She screeched as she gave him a big hug.
Micheal rolled his eyes as she hugged him. I could tell Micheal
was uncomfortable so I tried to help him.
"its okay to let go you know..he's not going to
runaway." I teased.
"Oh, you don't know Mike well enough. He always runs
away from me." She said hugging him tighter.
"I wonder why." I muttered with a sarcastic tone.
Micheal burst into laughter and the girl let go of him.
"What's so funny?" She asked twirling her hair. I
shook my head trying not to laugh. Micheal's laugh was so
adorable and contagious. It was the type of laughter that would
cause you to laugh even if you had no idea what was going
"Um, Ella...this is Addy my cousin. Addy this is my life,
Ella." He said as me and Addy shook hands. I didn't
know which statement shocked me the most. The fact that this
thing was his cousin or the fact that Micheal just called me
"Oh your life? and how long have known your life?"
She asked with a hint of anger in her voice.
"A couple hours." He said. She frowned at us and
"Wow." I laughed
"She's a keeper huh?" Micheal teased. I noticed a
cute brunette walk up. She was wearing sweat pants and a
"Hey guys!" She grinned
"Hi Katlynn." Micheal said. She gave both of us a
"So, I heard she's your life." She said as she
nodded at me.
"Wow, Addy broke her own record." Micheal said.
"Well you've certainly made a good choice
Micheal." Katylnn said with a smile. Later we met
Micheal's mom and I realized who Micheal got his face from.
His mom Sarah, was beautiful but, she spoke little English
because she was Brazilian.