Saturday morning

Ocean's POV

I go over to the Jackson's and see Marlon sitting alone of the porch nervously playing with his fingers. "Hey" I smile sitting down next to him "everything ok?" He nods nervously "I sent my college application off awhile ago and I should find out today" he explains "just relax" I smile placing my hand on his shoulder "mail will be here soon". I really hope he gets in. It's always been Marlon's   dream to go to Harvard ever since he could remember he's worked so hard and today is the day he finds out. "Still nothing?" I turn round and see Michael at the door. Marlon stands up and starts pacing around "the mail should be here by now" he says nervously "he's been like this all morning" Michael says sitting next to me. "Wouldn't you be?" Marlon snap slightly "what if I don't get in? This is my dream and if I get rejected..." He sighs heavily "this is gonna be the worst birthday ever, I can just feel it" Michael and I smile through pursed lips trying to think of what to say. We all know how much this means to him. I'm about to say something encouraging when we see the mailman walking onto are street.

Marlon charges over to him an takes all the mail from him "bill...junk...junk" Marlon says going through the letters tossing them to the ground "HERE IT IS!!" he yelps as he gets to the last one. It's a large think envelope addressed to Marlon. "Open it!" Michael and I say in union. He stands staring at it for a moment "what are you doing! Open it" Michael says "I can't...you do it" Marlon shakes his head pushing the envelope onto me. I take a deep breath and brace myself before opening it. Marlon looks at me nervously as I read "YOUR IN!!!" I squeal excitedly "are you serious?" Marlon says "mhm..look" he take the letter from me and jumps up and down squealing he hugs Michael then turns and hugs me. As he breaks away from me I notice the look and Michael's face he's smiling and congratulating his brother but in the same time looks sad "mother!! Joseph!! I got in!!" Marlon yells running into the house. I turn my attention back to Michael who's standing behind me "Marlon got in. Isn't that great!?" He nods  "yeah it's great" he sighs smiling through pursed lips "it's a great opportunity for him... He really deserves this" I'm about to say something and my mother calls me "Ocean! C'mon time to go"

"I'm coming" I say to her then turn back to Michael "where you going?" He mumbles "we're gonna go visit my aunt and uncle" he nods looking at the ground "ok I'll talk to you tonight?" I'm about to speak when my dad calls me as he's getting into the car "Ocean! It's time to go" I nod "I see you tonight" I smile at Michael and he looks up and smiles back.

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As we're driving I don't say much I'm still not sure why Michael was so upset. "So are you gonna tell us what's was going on?" My dad says snapping me from my thoughts "Hm?" I look at him confused "I saw you talking to Michael, he looked like he was upset about something. You guys fall out?" I shake my head "no, Marlon just found out he got accepted into Harvard and for some reason Michael didn't seem to happy" I explain "Harvard!! Wow!! Didn't see that one coming" He says surprised.  I look at him confused but don't say anything. It's weird he was so surprised Marlon got accepted he's really smart and has worked really hard if anybody deserves a place there it's him.

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When we get back from visiting my family it's pretty late so when we get home I quickly take a bath and get ready for bed then go to the window. As I open my window Michael is walking towards his "hey" he smiles faintly "did you have fun with your family?" I smile and nod "it was  good I haven't seen them for awhile" he nods "how was your day?" I ask and he shrugs "it was ok, we all went for meal for Marlon's birthday and everyone's really excited about him moving away to college" he sighs looking down "When will he be leaving?"

"Next Saturday" he shrugs "you don't seem to happy about it" he looks back up "I am happy, it's just..." He pauses for a moment then fakes a smile  "I'm just a little tired is all" I can tell somethings bothering him but I don't ask he clearly doesn't want to talk about whatever it is "you should try and get some sleep... We can talk more tomorrow" we say goodnight and I close my window and get into bed.