{A.I.} Sneaking Around

Emily Woods was bored. Bored of Melbourne. Bored of being a single child. But things were about to get interesting. Her father's business was moving to Sydney. So,Mr.Woods and Emily moved in with Mr.Woods's secretary and girlfriend,Karen Clifford. Emily had met her a few times,but never her son. The same night Michael and Emily met,Mr.Woods proposed. And when Emily finally met Michael's friends,a crush developed.
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45. Chapter 44

I look at my hair. It's regular colour is back. I missed this hair,but I miss the pastel pink. Oh well. I don't want to copy Michael,anyway. I look at Twitter and,yes,there's still hate,but Ash and Mikey told me to ignore it,which,if I may add,is not easy,but I'm trying. I sigh and put my phone on my nightstand and begin my homework. I take out my contacts and put on my glasses as I do my stupid math. Why do I even need this fucking stuff? I sigh and finish it up,I'll do it tomorrow,since it's Saturday tomorrow. I video call Louis and he answers. "Hiiiiiiii." I say. Zayn's sitting beside Louis and he waves. "Hey." Lou waves. "Whatcha doing?" I ask. "Nothing,just hanging with this boring dude." Louis replies. Zayn shakes his head. "He's the boring one." He comments. I laugh. "What are you doing?" Lou asks. "Just finish up some math." I say. "So,how are you and drummer boy doing?" Zayn asks. "Alright,I guess. We don't have many classes together,and the guys have been busy with Band stuff,so I barely see him." "Oh." Louis says.

We talk for awhile and then say goodbye. Ashton knocks on my balcony door. I open it. "Hey,wanna walk with me?" He asks. "Sure." I put on my shoes and go with him. "So,how's Math going?" Ashton asks me. I sigh. "Alright,I guess." He nods. "If you need help,you can always ask me." I smile. "Thanks." I hug him. "I love you." He whispers. "I love you." I echo. He walks me back to my house and I close my balcony door and move my curtains over it. I change into pajamas and go downstairs for some icecream. Michael's playing his guitar in the party room and I smile. I stand out of sight,just listening. I take my bowl back into the kitchen and sit at the counter island. I happily munch through my icecream,then clean my bowl and spoon. Michael comes in. "Hi." He says. "Hey."

**One month later**

"I want a tattoo." I tell Michael. "What?" He asks. "I want a tattoo." I repeat. "Not gonna happen." He says. "Why?" I ask,following him to his room. "I don't want you having a tattoo." "Why?" "Because you're not the type of person to have a tattoo." "How do you know?" "Cause I'm your step-brother." "So?" "Why do you even want one?" He asks. "Cause I'd like it." "Where?" "Just above my ankle." "And what will this be?" "The Eiffel Tower with birds flying past it." "Hmmmm,fine." "Yay!" Jay comes running up to me and I pet him.

Michael takes me to the tattoo shop and I watch as the lady puts the ink just above my ankle. I smile. She wraps it and tells me what to do after the next few hours. I nod and Michael takes me back home.

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