A/N: I promised a longer chappieter, so here you are! Oh and that mystery of who MICHAEL really is will not linger anymore once you have read this intriguing chapter of ::announcer's voice:: To Live a Life. Well, here's some disappointing news, nobody and I do mean nobody reviewed for chapter 5, so make me happy and please review. Alright, alright, alright I will not make you wait any longer... one last thing, REVIEW.
--Read my friends, read...
Michael
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Alika was beginning to feel sleepy. The events of the day taking its toll on her mind. Her eyelids slipped closed and she fell into somewhat of a light slumber. Her head rested gently against the window frame. A dark form cast across her face but she pushed the thought away as her sleep deprived mind playing tricks on her. But a gentle hand swept across her cheek and her eyes shot open and she quickly grabbed the intruder and swung him around so that he was up against a wall. Her hand was set against his throat, not leaving him any room to squirm. "Who are you?" she questioned.
This girl truly intrigued him. He had but to touch her and her reaction was instantaneous. Not many girls could protect themselves, but it seemed as though this girl could do just fine. She was growling quite menacingly in her throat as she asked "Who are you?" For some odd reason he felt like laughing, her attempt at being fearsome was somewhat...cute! He decided to answer her question in an amusing way. He then began to lift into the air, the girl was so surprised that she let go of his throat and stumbled back two steps. Her mouth was slightly open, before it turned into that of a mischievous grin. "My name," he said while gliding around her head "Is Michael."
"You can fly..." she whispered. Sitting Indian style in the air he nodded, throwing her a playful grin.
"So..." he commented smirking at her from the ceiling "do you really never want to grow up?"
Her eyes widened slightly before she quirked her eyebrow "You were spying on me?" Michael turned a slight shade of red while descending to the ground rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"I wouldn't call it spying per say...just kind of 'overheard' while I was on my way back." He was taking in her appearance, especially the fact that she was wearing blue silk Tinkerbell pajama bottoms and a cotton tank top that said 'I Believe' on it. Her violet eyes were astir with excitement, and interest. Watching him eagerly.
"Could you teach me... to fly?" Alika asked curiously.
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A/N: Aww, so cute isn't it?! Well REVIEW and you'll get to read the next chapter I have for you very soon. I know I am paranoid about REVIEWS but it makes my life so much happier to see those lovely REVIEWS every day.