I thought this was going to be longer, but... I miscalculated. This chapter isn't as long as I thought it was, but I hope it's still good.
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Answer: yes
Michelle's friends, boyfriend, and his buddies arrived just like last time.
"Mom," Michelle begged as her mother headed for the kitchen. "Please take Tommy away. Shut him up in his room or something!"
"Michelle, why? Your brother wants to have fun, too."
"Mom—please!"
"Oh, Michelle, you're being silly. Be nice to Tommy. He won't bother you. He's just a little boy."
Mom left the room, and Michelle cursed.
Michelle showed her guitar to her friends, who all frowned.
"What happened to the string?" Ciara asked.
Michelle shrugged. The girls didn't believe her the first time. No point in wasting her breath.
Michelle ripped open a CD from Mark, and she smiled as she saw her favorite band's new track before the smile dropped when she remembered what happened next.
"Aww, her boyfriend gave her love songs," Tommy squealed.
Alea opened her mouth, but Mrs. Webster interrupted.
"Michelle, could you come get the cake please?"
Michelle exited the room and grabbed the cake off of the counter while her mother cleaned up the Olive Garden Take Out they'd had for lunch.
Michelle headed for the living room.
She walked slowly, keeping her eyes on the floor. No sign of Tommy.
She passed the doorway. Still no sign of Tommy.
Michelle sighed. She was in the clear.
She didn't see Tommy lunge out from under the table and grab her ankle.
Michelle once again found herself falling in what felt like slow motion before colliding with the ground. Her face hit the cake, covering it in orange icing and a mixture of chocolate and vanilla cake.
Laughter.
Apparently, the awful party disaster was doomed to happen.
At least it was over now. The wish had been granted. Michelle could get on with her life, counting the days until college and moving out and away from Tommy…
Right?
Right?
Ha, you should've known Michelle wouldn't be that lucky.
Thanks for reading!