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Angst ~Six~
*Sechs! ^_^ This will basically be a memory chapter since I think there isn't enough Michael in the story. So, hope you all enjoy :) -Lexa* -2008, two years ago, 17 years old- "Dad! Where's my...nevermind, I got it!" I grabbed my boots and leaned against the wall, struggling to get them on. "Scheiss." Dad peered through the door and chuckled, knocking before slowly walking in. "Boots at a prom, Li?" I glared at him, rolling my eyes. "They go with the dress." He laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Since when have you turned into such a tomboy? I remember you used to love anything pink." I scoffed, smiling a little. "Blame Bill and his fashion sense. It has an effect on people." Dad chuckled, shaking his head. "You don't even see the boy anymore and he's got you into a completely different style." "But it works on me doesn't it?" I raised an eyebrow and did a small pose, giggling. "Of course. You ARE my child after all." "Oh, so self-centered." I joked, smiling as I worked with my eyeliner. "Though, I'm not denying that. You have a pretty famous fashion style also." "Insult or compliment?" Dad raised an eyebrow, chuckling. I just rolled my eyes, setting the eyeliner down. "Compliment of course. Unless you would take that as an insult." I giggled, spinning around. "So, how do I look?" He smiled, standing up and hugging me tight. "You look just like your mother." ** -2001, 9 years ago, 10 years old- "Ich...liebe...dich." I repeated, trying not to laugh. "Ich liebe dich. Got it." Chris Tucker grinned and laughed. "This'll go great with the ladies." "She's only 10, Chris." Dad sighed as he walked in, smiling slightly. "Don't wanna traumatize her before she hits 16." "It's okay, daddy. I know what he's talking about...I think...Uncle Chris, what are you talking about?" I tilted my head to the side, waiting for his answer. "Well-" He started before dad covered his mouth, glaring at him. "And this is why I barely let you near my kids." Chris glared back but they both started laughing seconds later. I giggled also, bouncing on my heels. "So, do I get to watch while you guys are filming?" Dad nodded and smiled, looking at Chris. "We should run over the lines." Chris scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Like we need lines. I could adlib, I am funny." Dad and I both exchanged a glance and a long 'uh huuuuuh' and Chris glared. "Shut up." *Short but at least you got some more Michael, ja? :) -Lexa*
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