"Don't you fucking dare Michael!" I yell while I run downstairs.
"C'mon, just let me try it out!" He yells while he runs after me.


"No way! It's the fucking first school day and I'm not going to let you dye my hair pink!"
"C'mon, I'll only do the bottom of your hair."


"No."
He runs upstairs and I make my breakfast. He comes back a few moments later with pink hair dye.


"You see? It's not that pink."
"It's pink. Almost neon pink. No Michael." I sigh and return to my sandwich.


"Here, just let me try a little." He opens the tube.
"Michael don't!" I drop my sandwich and run back upstairs.


"May! Come back!"
He chases me for about 10 minutes until I'm in the hallway again.
Suddenly, I stop in the middle of the hallway.


"May, watch out!" I hear Michael behind me but it's too late.
The pink paint was all over my back and the under half of my hair.


"Michaaeeel!!" I yell.
"May I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that." He can barely hold his laugh inside.


I sigh and turn around to walk upstairs.
"Where you going?"
"What do you think? I'm going to shower you idiot. You're lucky it's only 6:30."



I'm sitting in Michael's car while he blasts Green Day from the stereo.
"You're still listening to that crap?"


"It's not crap."
"It is."
"It's not."


"Just drive me to school."


"You should be happy that I'm doing that."
"You should be happy that I don't tell mum and dad that you're skipping school."
"I'm not going to."


"Well, that's a change."
"Just like your hair." He chuckles.


"Shut the fuck up." I point my finger at him.
"C'mon, it's not that bad. It looks good on you."


"Says the one who is almost bald."
"Hey, I'm not bald!"
"You're going to be."
"No way."


"Maybe you should try not to dye your hair so many times, or it at least not bleach it every time."
"Be happy I didn't bleach yours."


"You wouldn't."
"I would."


My mouth falls open and I look at him.


"You're such an asshole."
"I know, but You're such a bitch."
"I know."

"You also should be happy that I finished it."
"Why, I could do that myself."
"No way, just be happy that I did it."


I sigh and turn my head to the window.


When we finally arrive I go immediately to Nikki, my best friend.
"Hey May. Did you already see the new one?" She smiles.


"Which new one? If you're chasing a freshman again..."
"No, there's a new senior."


"Who?"
Then she seems to notice my hair. She points at it while her mouth falls open.


"What happened?"
"Michael."
"Owh."


She looks around for a second and then points to a direction.


"There, do you see him? He's talking with your brother."
"Name?"


"Ashton Irwin."

Notes

Hey guys!

I started this story bc I'm having vacation.
this is a little bit different than my normal writing style, but yeah, why the hell not.
anyway, hope you like this.

xx

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