So, I decided to write a story where Zoey had her ex-bf come back to where she lives. It's also from Mike's perspective (kind of). I hope wewe guys enjoy it.
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"I can do this. I can do this," a tall, tan boy told himself. He rang the door bell, but with his nervousness, he jumped into the bushes off to the side and watched as the door opened. A red haired, pale girl looked around, but saw no one. She walked back inside and closed the door behind her.
Mike, the neighbor of Zoey, sighed and felt ashamed of himself. He knew he could talk to her. They talk every night through their windows, but why couldn't he ask her that one simple question? Mike slowly and quietly crawled out of the rose bushes with as little cuts, scrapes and "ow"s as possible, but with Mike's luck Zoey came back outside to get the mail. She saw him. "What are wewe doing in our rose bushes, Mike? Were wewe spying on us, cause that be a little weird, even for you," alisema the red head.
Mike didn't know what to say, so he just went with, "You know. I'm just..........something. I'm doing something in your bushes," he alisema laughing awkwardly. "Yeah, but what," Zoey replied weirded out. "Don't know," he alisema as he dashed off. As he did, he yelled at her, "talk to wewe later Zoey! Bye!". "Bye.....I guess,".
Mike ran into his house and up to his room. He locked his door and started to slam his head against the ukuta telling himself, "stupid, stupid, stupid,". Once Mike was done hurting himself, he decided to take a nap, clear his head and maybe see his "special friends". wewe see, Mike has a very sad and strange problem. He has "Multiple Personality Disorder" au "MPD" for short. It's a rare condition that is an effect of severe trauma during early childhood, usually extreme, repetitive physical, sexual, au emotional abuse. There were four traumas in his past. Zoey knew about this and always felt bad for him.
Flashback 1: Mike was at school. He had a crush on a couple different girls. Courtney, Gwen, Dawn, Lindsey, and Zoey. He was terrible at flirting and a hard time expressing his feelings. One day, while wearing a fedora, things happened and when I say things happened I mean a weird woman came up to him. Mike turned into this flirty, adventurous, Australian kid after this happened AKA Manitoba Smith.
Flashback 2: Mike was in gym class and was failing at everything. He went a little crazy. (You can figure out the rest). That's when Svetlana, a Russian gymnast appeared.
Flashback 3: Over the weekend, Mike's great-grandpa died. Mike was very frustrated and upset. His eyes were full of tears and had a hard time not crying everyday. In remembrance of
his great- grandfather, every time he became frustrated with anything, he turned into a grumpy old man named Chester.
Flashback 4: At the time where Mike as still upset about his great- grandfather's death. Mike was bullied for two weeks kwa a group of kids his age. The kids tried to beat him up one day, but Mike's shati was ripped off. Mike became an Italian jerk that had the flirtyness of Manitoba and the toughness of a body builder. His name was Vito. This same day, Mike has been teased everyday for the rest of his life.
End of Flashbacks
Mike woke from his nap. He heard a faint voice calling his name. At this point, Mike officially woke up. He realized it was his uncle calling him for dinner. Mike didn't have a mom au dad. They died in a car accident when he was only 2 years old. They sent him to his uncle Sam. Mike thought he was the greatest person alive. He got out of kitanda and walked downstairs.
"Hey, sport. How wewe doin?" Uncle Sam asked. "Not so well. I tried to ask Zoey out
.............. again," Mike responded sadly. "What happened this time?" uncle S said. "I got nervous and jumped into her rose bushes. She saw me though. She asked what I was doing in her bushes, but I just ran off,". Sam just responded with, "you might want to talk to her tonight,". "I guess your right," Mike replied. He ate his chakula and watched a little soccer before he went back up to his room.
Laying on his bed, Mike waited for Zoey to come up to her room. About 10 dakika of waiting, Zoey finally appeared in her bedroom and almost immediately saw Mike. She waved. He waved back and slowly walked over to his window. He opened it and Zoey followed. "Hey, Zoey," Mike alisema shyly. "Hi, Mike," Zoey replied, still weirded out kwa earlier. "I just wanted to apologize for earlier. The reason I was in your bushes was because I um.. Lost my um... letter to my grandfather," Mike lied, worried Zoey knew. She didn't though. "It's fine," the red head
replied.
The two talked for hours at a time. Mike didn't go to sleep till one in the morning and he was exhausted. The black haired teen fell asleep very quickly, drifting into his calming slumber.
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Mike woke Saturday morning. A crack of sunlight was hitting his tired eyes. Slowly, Mike rolled over to his side to where the sunlight wasn't in his field of vision. Mike squinted at his clock on his side meza, jedwali only to see it was about 7'oclock. He decided he wanted to get up, so he sat up in his kitanda and rubbed his eyes. He was still a little drowsy from last night. He got up and stretched a bit before heading downstairs.
Downstairs, Mike turned on some "morning music". It helps with his problem. Also, he just likes to listen to muziki in the morning. Mike, then, walked over to the pantry and grabbed his inayopendelewa cereal. He pored himself a bowl and sat at the table. A while later, Mike's uncle came downstairs. "Morning, champ. How'd wewe sleep?," asked Sam. "Very well, actually. And you?' Mike replied, finishing the bit he took from his cereal. "Still a little tired, but other than that good,".
After breakfast, Mike decided he wanted to hang out with Cameron. These two were great friends. They been Marafiki since 3rd grade. So, Mike walked up to his room and dressed himself in his regular clothes. He got himself ready and at 11, Mike called Cam.
~"Hello?".
~"Hey, Cameron. It's Mike. Wanted to know if wewe could to hang today?".
~"Sure. Where we going?".
~"Um.... Want to go to lunch?".
~"Sure. hujambo wewe know what wewe should do".
~"Eat a moose".
~"No. What? No. wewe should invite Zoey,".
~"No. I can't. wewe know I can't,".
~"Think about it. It would be less awkward with me there. Come on wewe can do invite her to lunch just ask 'Hey. Wanted to know if wewe wanted to go to lunch with Cam and I?' Can wewe do that?"
~"I guess. Well. I'll see wewe soon. Come to my house around 12ish".
~"Ok. See wewe then".
Mike hung up and started to dial Zoey's number with his trembling fingers. Within seconds, he realized he just pressed call. He held his phone up to his ear. After a couple of rings, Mike could hear a faint hello on the other side. Mike answered.
~"Hey, Zoey. It's Mike".
~"Hi Mike. What's up?"
~"I was wondering if um.... wewe want to go to lunch with Cam and I?" Mike alisema nervously.
~"Yeah, sure. What time do wewe want me to come over?"
~"Um.... around 12:30. That ok?".
~"Yeah. Of course. See wewe later".
~"Ok. Bye".
Mike quickly hung up the phone and started to smile. He pumped one fist in the air and said," I kind of did it". Mike ran down to his uncle and exclaimed, "Uncle! Uncle! I kind of did it!". "Whoa. Calm down what'd wewe "kind of" do?". "Let's just say, Cameron and I asked Zoey to lunch," Mike told Uncle S proudly. His uncle knew exactly what he was talking about. He put his hand on Mike's shoulder and said, "I'm kind of proud of you, Mike,".
12:30 came, and Mike heard a knock at the door. He walked over to open it. It was the small, bubble boy. "Hey we ready to go?" asked Cameron. "Almost. We're still waiting for Zoey?" Mike responded. "Oh. so wewe DID ask Zoey" Cameron chuckled under his breath. "Yeah," Mike alisema smiling. He was about to close the door when he saw Zoey walking up to his house. He widened the door and welcomed Zoey.
"Hey. wewe ready to go?". "Yeah. Where we going?" asked Zoey. "Oh! Let's go get Chinese food!" exclaimed Cameron. "That's a great idea. I upendo Chinese food," responded Zoey. Mike just had a look of thought on his face. "What's the matter? Do wewe want to get something else, Mike?" asked Cameron. "No. I'm just thinking,". "About what?" asked Zoey. "Sushi," Mike responded with a smile. Zoey smiled, almost laughing slightly.
They walked over to Mike's black Lamborghini and all got in. Mike started the car and slowly backed out of the driveway. As they drove to lunch, Zoey decided to ask, "You know, Mike. I've always wondered. How did wewe get a Lamborghini?". "Actually," Cameron started," I've been wondering that too,".
Mike got a horrifying image in his mind. Cars screeching, Glass flying. Rain pouring and a two mwaka old screaming for his parents, hoping that their ok. Mike wiped a tear from his eye. He took a deep breath (almost turning into Chester) and said," My parents.....They were pretty rich. When they died they gave all their money to me,". "So wewe bought this car with that money," Zoey responded. "Not exactly," alisema Mike. Both Cameron and Zoey were confused. "What do wewe mean?" asked Cam. "I mean......this is the car my parents crashed in. They made sure my Uncle gave it to me when I turned 16," Mike replied, sheading another tear. "Mike. I'm so sorry," Zoey said, giving all of her sympathy. "It's fine. As long as I have my uncle,". "Yeah. Your uncle is the best," Cameron said. "Yeah. He is," Mike told them. He smiled. Thinking about Uncle Sam and how awesome this man is and how lucky he is to have him.
The rest of the car ride was silent.
They reached the restaurant. They parked and walked in. The three waited for about 2 dakika for someone to kiti, kiti cha them at a table. Just then Zoey heard a very familiar voice calling her name from behind her. "Zoey?".
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So that's that. I will be uandishi the 2nd part soon. Peace out. Emma out!
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"I can do this. I can do this," a tall, tan boy told himself. He rang the door bell, but with his nervousness, he jumped into the bushes off to the side and watched as the door opened. A red haired, pale girl looked around, but saw no one. She walked back inside and closed the door behind her.
Mike, the neighbor of Zoey, sighed and felt ashamed of himself. He knew he could talk to her. They talk every night through their windows, but why couldn't he ask her that one simple question? Mike slowly and quietly crawled out of the rose bushes with as little cuts, scrapes and "ow"s as possible, but with Mike's luck Zoey came back outside to get the mail. She saw him. "What are wewe doing in our rose bushes, Mike? Were wewe spying on us, cause that be a little weird, even for you," alisema the red head.
Mike didn't know what to say, so he just went with, "You know. I'm just..........something. I'm doing something in your bushes," he alisema laughing awkwardly. "Yeah, but what," Zoey replied weirded out. "Don't know," he alisema as he dashed off. As he did, he yelled at her, "talk to wewe later Zoey! Bye!". "Bye.....I guess,".
Mike ran into his house and up to his room. He locked his door and started to slam his head against the ukuta telling himself, "stupid, stupid, stupid,". Once Mike was done hurting himself, he decided to take a nap, clear his head and maybe see his "special friends". wewe see, Mike has a very sad and strange problem. He has "Multiple Personality Disorder" au "MPD" for short. It's a rare condition that is an effect of severe trauma during early childhood, usually extreme, repetitive physical, sexual, au emotional abuse. There were four traumas in his past. Zoey knew about this and always felt bad for him.
Flashback 1: Mike was at school. He had a crush on a couple different girls. Courtney, Gwen, Dawn, Lindsey, and Zoey. He was terrible at flirting and a hard time expressing his feelings. One day, while wearing a fedora, things happened and when I say things happened I mean a weird woman came up to him. Mike turned into this flirty, adventurous, Australian kid after this happened AKA Manitoba Smith.
Flashback 2: Mike was in gym class and was failing at everything. He went a little crazy. (You can figure out the rest). That's when Svetlana, a Russian gymnast appeared.
Flashback 3: Over the weekend, Mike's great-grandpa died. Mike was very frustrated and upset. His eyes were full of tears and had a hard time not crying everyday. In remembrance of
his great- grandfather, every time he became frustrated with anything, he turned into a grumpy old man named Chester.
Flashback 4: At the time where Mike as still upset about his great- grandfather's death. Mike was bullied for two weeks kwa a group of kids his age. The kids tried to beat him up one day, but Mike's shati was ripped off. Mike became an Italian jerk that had the flirtyness of Manitoba and the toughness of a body builder. His name was Vito. This same day, Mike has been teased everyday for the rest of his life.
End of Flashbacks
Mike woke from his nap. He heard a faint voice calling his name. At this point, Mike officially woke up. He realized it was his uncle calling him for dinner. Mike didn't have a mom au dad. They died in a car accident when he was only 2 years old. They sent him to his uncle Sam. Mike thought he was the greatest person alive. He got out of kitanda and walked downstairs.
"Hey, sport. How wewe doin?" Uncle Sam asked. "Not so well. I tried to ask Zoey out
.............. again," Mike responded sadly. "What happened this time?" uncle S said. "I got nervous and jumped into her rose bushes. She saw me though. She asked what I was doing in her bushes, but I just ran off,". Sam just responded with, "you might want to talk to her tonight,". "I guess your right," Mike replied. He ate his chakula and watched a little soccer before he went back up to his room.
Laying on his bed, Mike waited for Zoey to come up to her room. About 10 dakika of waiting, Zoey finally appeared in her bedroom and almost immediately saw Mike. She waved. He waved back and slowly walked over to his window. He opened it and Zoey followed. "Hey, Zoey," Mike alisema shyly. "Hi, Mike," Zoey replied, still weirded out kwa earlier. "I just wanted to apologize for earlier. The reason I was in your bushes was because I um.. Lost my um... letter to my grandfather," Mike lied, worried Zoey knew. She didn't though. "It's fine," the red head
replied.
The two talked for hours at a time. Mike didn't go to sleep till one in the morning and he was exhausted. The black haired teen fell asleep very quickly, drifting into his calming slumber.
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Mike woke Saturday morning. A crack of sunlight was hitting his tired eyes. Slowly, Mike rolled over to his side to where the sunlight wasn't in his field of vision. Mike squinted at his clock on his side meza, jedwali only to see it was about 7'oclock. He decided he wanted to get up, so he sat up in his kitanda and rubbed his eyes. He was still a little drowsy from last night. He got up and stretched a bit before heading downstairs.
Downstairs, Mike turned on some "morning music". It helps with his problem. Also, he just likes to listen to muziki in the morning. Mike, then, walked over to the pantry and grabbed his inayopendelewa cereal. He pored himself a bowl and sat at the table. A while later, Mike's uncle came downstairs. "Morning, champ. How'd wewe sleep?," asked Sam. "Very well, actually. And you?' Mike replied, finishing the bit he took from his cereal. "Still a little tired, but other than that good,".
After breakfast, Mike decided he wanted to hang out with Cameron. These two were great friends. They been Marafiki since 3rd grade. So, Mike walked up to his room and dressed himself in his regular clothes. He got himself ready and at 11, Mike called Cam.
~"Hello?".
~"Hey, Cameron. It's Mike. Wanted to know if wewe could to hang today?".
~"Sure. Where we going?".
~"Um.... Want to go to lunch?".
~"Sure. hujambo wewe know what wewe should do".
~"Eat a moose".
~"No. What? No. wewe should invite Zoey,".
~"No. I can't. wewe know I can't,".
~"Think about it. It would be less awkward with me there. Come on wewe can do invite her to lunch just ask 'Hey. Wanted to know if wewe wanted to go to lunch with Cam and I?' Can wewe do that?"
~"I guess. Well. I'll see wewe soon. Come to my house around 12ish".
~"Ok. See wewe then".
Mike hung up and started to dial Zoey's number with his trembling fingers. Within seconds, he realized he just pressed call. He held his phone up to his ear. After a couple of rings, Mike could hear a faint hello on the other side. Mike answered.
~"Hey, Zoey. It's Mike".
~"Hi Mike. What's up?"
~"I was wondering if um.... wewe want to go to lunch with Cam and I?" Mike alisema nervously.
~"Yeah, sure. What time do wewe want me to come over?"
~"Um.... around 12:30. That ok?".
~"Yeah. Of course. See wewe later".
~"Ok. Bye".
Mike quickly hung up the phone and started to smile. He pumped one fist in the air and said," I kind of did it". Mike ran down to his uncle and exclaimed, "Uncle! Uncle! I kind of did it!". "Whoa. Calm down what'd wewe "kind of" do?". "Let's just say, Cameron and I asked Zoey to lunch," Mike told Uncle S proudly. His uncle knew exactly what he was talking about. He put his hand on Mike's shoulder and said, "I'm kind of proud of you, Mike,".
12:30 came, and Mike heard a knock at the door. He walked over to open it. It was the small, bubble boy. "Hey we ready to go?" asked Cameron. "Almost. We're still waiting for Zoey?" Mike responded. "Oh. so wewe DID ask Zoey" Cameron chuckled under his breath. "Yeah," Mike alisema smiling. He was about to close the door when he saw Zoey walking up to his house. He widened the door and welcomed Zoey.
"Hey. wewe ready to go?". "Yeah. Where we going?" asked Zoey. "Oh! Let's go get Chinese food!" exclaimed Cameron. "That's a great idea. I upendo Chinese food," responded Zoey. Mike just had a look of thought on his face. "What's the matter? Do wewe want to get something else, Mike?" asked Cameron. "No. I'm just thinking,". "About what?" asked Zoey. "Sushi," Mike responded with a smile. Zoey smiled, almost laughing slightly.
They walked over to Mike's black Lamborghini and all got in. Mike started the car and slowly backed out of the driveway. As they drove to lunch, Zoey decided to ask, "You know, Mike. I've always wondered. How did wewe get a Lamborghini?". "Actually," Cameron started," I've been wondering that too,".
Mike got a horrifying image in his mind. Cars screeching, Glass flying. Rain pouring and a two mwaka old screaming for his parents, hoping that their ok. Mike wiped a tear from his eye. He took a deep breath (almost turning into Chester) and said," My parents.....They were pretty rich. When they died they gave all their money to me,". "So wewe bought this car with that money," Zoey responded. "Not exactly," alisema Mike. Both Cameron and Zoey were confused. "What do wewe mean?" asked Cam. "I mean......this is the car my parents crashed in. They made sure my Uncle gave it to me when I turned 16," Mike replied, sheading another tear. "Mike. I'm so sorry," Zoey said, giving all of her sympathy. "It's fine. As long as I have my uncle,". "Yeah. Your uncle is the best," Cameron said. "Yeah. He is," Mike told them. He smiled. Thinking about Uncle Sam and how awesome this man is and how lucky he is to have him.
The rest of the car ride was silent.
They reached the restaurant. They parked and walked in. The three waited for about 2 dakika for someone to kiti, kiti cha them at a table. Just then Zoey heard a very familiar voice calling her name from behind her. "Zoey?".
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So that's that. I will be uandishi the 2nd part soon. Peace out. Emma out!