Chapter 23

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•fast forward a week

I wake up to my blaring alarm.

Finals are this week, after that, goodbye college.

I pull the covers off of me and hop straight into the shower.

I take an extra five minutes so I can be fully alert for the tests.

I lather my body with soap and shampoo my hair, rinsing all the stress away.

I get out any dry my body quickly, still not hearing any noise from my room. I guess Michael still hasn't woken up yet.

I slip on some white skinnies, sandals, and a black and blue tribal tank top. I twirl my hair in a bun and grab in oversized sweatshirt, just in case I get sleepy after the test.

I walk out to my room and Michael isn't in bed. proceed to the kitchen, where I see him at the stove.

He has bed hair and is shirtless, only in his boxers.

Dear Lord.

He turns around, probably by the sound of my quickened breath.

"Goodmorning, I made omlets," he says excitedly.

He serves me the omelet and kisses me hard on the lips.

Kill me, why don't you.

"Thank you."

I smile up at him and then dig in.

Once I finish, I look at my watch. I have 45 minutes before the first test starts. I can squeeze in some last-minute studying with Sam.

"Okay Michael, wish me luck."

I grab my bookbag and my keys, only for Michael to snatch them away from me.

"I'll drive you," he says.

He gives me a You-dont-have-a-choice look, so I reluctantly agree.

"Well, go put on some clothes then," I say.

He chuckles and then goes into my room to throw on what he wore yesterday.

He takes my hand and walks with me out the door and into my car.

"Good luck Bella," he says.

"Thank you, I'll see you after classes okay?"

I don't know why, but I kiss him before my mind starts working. His eyes grow wide and then he gives a big smile.

I run out of the car before he can say anything that embarasses me.

As I walk through the campus, I realize that I need to wait for Sam.

I see her at the fountains and rush up to her.

"Sammi!" I yell and pull her into a huge hug.

"How did yesterday go?" She asks excitedly.

I wave her off, but love the idea of talking about Michael.

"I'll tell you after we get exams out of the way."

With that, we take 20 minutes to do some last-minute reviewing, and I'm feeling pretty confident about it.

The bell gongs and we share glances before walking into the exam hall.

The students are crowded in front of the hall, waiting to be assigned a seat.

"Simmons, Bella."

I'm one of the last people called.

I heave my stuff all the way to the third-to last chair in the second row.

Sam sits to the right of me, Jared sits behind me.

I haven't spoken to Jared since he tried to kiss me.

"Bella," he hisses.

I ignore him, trying to get relaxed to pull out a pencil.

"Bellaaa, I know you hear me." He says, I can feel his hot sticky breath on my ear.

No wonder he was a bad kisser. Gross..

I still ignore him and he resorts to kicking my chair.

This is going to be a long four hours..

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I finally look up from the last exam and put my pencil down, scanning the room. Everyone was just finishing up and Sam and I can't wait to be out of here.

I can't help but smile as the teacher says "Pencil's down, pass your papers up."

She puts all the answer sheets in a huge machine and then passes them back just as quickly.

My answers get back to me and I glance at the score.

92.

Well, an A is and A.

I look over to Sam and she shows me her 84, looking proud.

"You are dissmissed."

I bolt to the door and Sam comes up to me, hugging me tightly.

"We're gonna be great lawyers," She says.

I nod and the other girls meet up with us.

I suddenly get a text:

Turn around.

What?

I swivel a 180.

Michael.

I'm speechless, and so are the girls. Whether its from his insane beauty, that he's Michael Jackson, or the fact that he could be spotted and mobbed any minute, I don't know. All I know is that Claire and Jess are looking at me with very confused faces.

"Won't you introduce me to you friends?"

"Can we talk in the car?" I ask quietly.

They nod silently and Michael grabs my waist, pulling me to him.

The mood is suddenly awkward and silent, and if Michael had just stayed home..

But the weird thing is, I wanted him to be here. I wanted to feel his muscular arm carassing me. It just felt.. right.

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