I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 71
Well....this turned out lovely
"Leave the girl alone, can't you see she likes me?" Michael spat
"Mikey!" The little girl screamed in excitment and gave Michael a big hug.
"Where were you last night?" She asked
"Its a secret, I'll tell you later." Michael whispered
The little girl nodded and walked away.
"Michael, did you really think this was an apropriate time to bring your girlfriend over?!" Michael's mom sarcasticlly asked
My face dropped. How could we forget Michaels mom, Sarah. She knew about us, she'd seen us kissing and as far as she knew Michael spent the night with me.
"What are you talking about mom, this is my friend Ella who also happens to be Mr. Rosingburg's daughter." Michael sneered
"I'm sorry sweetie, she just looks awfully alike that other girl I don't like." Sarah understood what was happening and she covered for us.
"You mean Sandra right?" Michael smiled secretly thanking is mom.
"Yeah, I did never like her." Sarah said. She turned and gave me a secret smile.
"Nice to meet you Mrs. Vicente." I said
"Please call me Sarah." She chuckled
I felt huge arms around me. I turned around to find my dad. I was frozen, I could not believe he was actually in front of me. My tearducts could not hold my tears back any more.
"I told you." He cried
"I believed in you." I cried
He gave me a big hug and for the first time in awhile I felt safe. My father, he was like my God on earth. I always felt safe with him. He sniffed my hair and stood back.
"Jennette, we have a problem." My dad said
Jennette was my mother, she stood next to my father and stared at me.
"Whats wrong honey?" She asked
"It mutating." My dad said as he scanned me from head to toe.
"Yes, I do see the problem now." My mother joined while she eyed my dress.
"What's the problem?" I asked
"Its trying to comunicate." My dad said
"Well it is wearing a dress, so there is something thats defenitly wrong." My mother said
"Mom, dad!" I yelled
"Aha good old Marshal, always getting on everyones nerves." Mr. Vicente laughed
"Ella, sweetie why don't you sit down and eat." Sarah grabbed my hand and sat me down next to Michael.
The table was circular so we were all facing each other. I tasted some of the mashed potatoes and could not help but notice Christopher's eyes on me.
No, no, please, God no, I have 3 boys to worry about. 3! I do not need a 4th one.
I was never cocky enough to think that every guy that stares at me for longer than thirty seconds has a crush on me. But, is it my fault it's been that way ever since I stepped foot in California? I mean, its like its in the air.
"So Ella, how did you and Michael exactly arrive together?" Christopher sneered as he took a sip of wine.
Ever since Michael told me about his brother, I've always wanted to see him. I wanted to see if he was as bad as Michael said and he wasn't. He was worse. All he said was one sentence, but he said it in such a matter, that I automatically recognized the hatred and bitterness towards Michael.
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