Memory Part 1

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*flash back*

I'm almost 15, and I'm walking over to Mikey's house(an: Lexi is taking selfies on my phone right now the joys of having friends.)video games that I suck at with him. When I walk in he doesn't notice me. Sometimes I really wish he would realize that I like him. But then again it would probably be really awkward. I just sit down and watch him play until he notices me, and when he does he nearly jumps off the couch.

"Hell, when did you get here?"

"Like 5 minutes, you can really get into your video games. Like me when I read," I say casually as fuck.

"Do you want some food?" he says getting up.

I shake my head no, and as soon he goes into the kitchen I quietly get up and steal his controller. I go into the bathroom and laugh to myself. I can tell when he goes into the living room because he yells my name. 

"Yes, what do ya want?" 

"Where is my controller?" 

"I don't know I'm in the bathroom?" I say as innocent as possible.

The next thing I know he's knocking on the door. I ask him what he wants again as I hide the controller in the medicine cabinet. I flush the toilet and turn the sink on like I'm washing my hands. (an: I've done this so many fucking times.) Then I open the door and smile like 'yes'. 

"Where is it?" 

"Where is what?" I shake my head.

"You know what, my controller," he pushes past me and searches the bathroom.

He doesn't do a very good job because he didn't find it. He glares at me and goes downstairs. I quickly grab it and go into his room.  I open a drawer and it's his underwear. Uhgg. I toss it in there and go downstairs, (an: and lexi's still taking selfies) and he's tearing apart the couch trying to find his controller. I walk into the kitchen and grab a glass of water. Then I walk out to the living. 

"Find it yet?"

"No!" he really pissed now. 

Then he walks into the next room and starts to search. I run upstairs and grab the controller. I turn around to go downstairs to see Michael standing there. I smile and know I'm in so much trouble. 

"Why did you lie to me?" 

"I thought it would be funny." 

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