2. "Hey Ami!" Serena said as I walked out of the building. She was in her car waving to me. I waved back and opened the back door of the car. I put my stuff in and shut the door. "How was work?" she asked.
"Fine." I said as I sat down in the passenger seat in the front. "How was work for you?" I asked her back once she started the car.
"Same. Oh, but Darien and I made a dinner date. Sorry." I nodded. I don't know if she could tell, but I was excited that her and Darien were back together. They got in a huge fight about two weeks ago and just got back together yesterday. "Maybe we can go to the movies tomorrow." I nodded again.
"Alright Serena, I'll see you later. Tell Darien I said hi." I said as she drove off. She smiled and waved as she turned the corner. I walked inside our house and turned the light on.
"Hey." I dropped my bags and gave a small shriek. "Sorry to scare you, Ami." I gave a gasp and was breathing hard once I realized it was only Michael.
"What are you doing here, Michael?" I said as I shut the door. He shrugged. "Don't do this, Michael. You came here for something and I want to know what!" I was about to slap him, but he stopped me.
"Now, Ami, please. I was going to finish our conversation from earlier." he set my hand down and gave a small laugh. I walked over to the couch and sat down. I wanted to ignore everything he said.
"Ami, why did we brake up?" he asked me out of nowhere. We were just sitting on the couch and it was quiet. I turned my head and looked at him. I didn't want to go into this conversation so I just shrugged. "Ami, I think you know." he said, realizing I wasn't paying much attention.
"Michael, you know, too." I paused and glared at him. "Whatever it is you want, Michael, I don't owe you any favors." he would always make excuses that I did. He titled his head towards me and frowned.
"Ami, let's start over." My mouth fell open into a large O.
"Michael, I hate you! Get out, get out now! I don't ever want to see you again! Get out!" I said. He got off the couch and slowly walked over to the door. "Now!" I said again. I raised my hand and threw it across his face.
"Ami!" he shouted. He pressed his hand against his cheek. There was a large red mark there. "Fine." he said finally as he opened the door and walked out.
"Fine." I said as I sat down in the passenger seat in the front. "How was work for you?" I asked her back once she started the car.
"Same. Oh, but Darien and I made a dinner date. Sorry." I nodded. I don't know if she could tell, but I was excited that her and Darien were back together. They got in a huge fight about two weeks ago and just got back together yesterday. "Maybe we can go to the movies tomorrow." I nodded again.
"Alright Serena, I'll see you later. Tell Darien I said hi." I said as she drove off. She smiled and waved as she turned the corner. I walked inside our house and turned the light on.
"Hey." I dropped my bags and gave a small shriek. "Sorry to scare you, Ami." I gave a gasp and was breathing hard once I realized it was only Michael.
"What are you doing here, Michael?" I said as I shut the door. He shrugged. "Don't do this, Michael. You came here for something and I want to know what!" I was about to slap him, but he stopped me.
"Now, Ami, please. I was going to finish our conversation from earlier." he set my hand down and gave a small laugh. I walked over to the couch and sat down. I wanted to ignore everything he said.
"Ami, why did we brake up?" he asked me out of nowhere. We were just sitting on the couch and it was quiet. I turned my head and looked at him. I didn't want to go into this conversation so I just shrugged. "Ami, I think you know." he said, realizing I wasn't paying much attention.
"Michael, you know, too." I paused and glared at him. "Whatever it is you want, Michael, I don't owe you any favors." he would always make excuses that I did. He titled his head towards me and frowned.
"Ami, let's start over." My mouth fell open into a large O.
"Michael, I hate you! Get out, get out now! I don't ever want to see you again! Get out!" I said. He got off the couch and slowly walked over to the door. "Now!" I said again. I raised my hand and threw it across his face.
"Ami!" he shouted. He pressed his hand against his cheek. There was a large red mark there. "Fine." he said finally as he opened the door and walked out.