As your father dropped you off at school, you sigh to yourself. Last nights events, really made you fear for your life. If he even saw you with him, he will kill him and you didn't want that. The school bells rings, holding your books close, you headed inside the school. People still haven't got use to the fact that color was now mixed. Yet most of them were okay with it. You headed to your locker, turning the knob to the right combination as you opened it and looked at yourself in the small mirror. A small bruise was forming on your cheek as it change from a light pink to a tint of purple. Michael would see this and he would want answers. Footsteps were heard, girls screaming as you look the other way and saw what the whole commotion was about. Of course it was them, your eyes gazed over at rhe brothers, Marlon was cracking up laughing as he was strolling with a few girls, while Michael was shy with a few who, he really didnt want to mess with. You understood the fame they had, but most importantly, Michael politely pushed aside as he made his way over to you. Leaning yourself against the locker, Michael smiled at you.

"Hey, princess." he softly kissed you, causing you to return the kiss. He took your hand, feeling the ring that was still on your finger. Deep down after all this, he was remarkable and loving. He broke the kiss as he than notice something was up. "Something's wrong.." he always knew it, he knew you better than anyone else.

"Michael..." what could you say to him?

"You know you can tell me anything.."

"Baby I-"

"Hey ______, babe why dont you hang with us?" You peered over Michael's shoulder. It was rhe boys from your class, jerks they were, rhey would fool around with any girl who would opened there legs for them.

"Can we talk in private?" you asked Michael and he nodded.

"The library, meet me there for lunch." you nodded to him as the bell rang.

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Lunch came around as you waited for Michael to meet you there. Fiddling with bottom of your rose petal dress, you kept eying the ring still atrach tl your finger. Nobody knew about it, considering you really didnt have any friends, well except for Michaels little sister, Janet. Footsteps were heaed beyond the quiet of the library, you looked over, when you thought you saw him. You frown.

"Hey babe."

"Dean, leave me alone." Dean was the most popular boy in school and he was also the one that called you earlier, before departing from Michael. 

"What's a girl like you doing here all alone.." he leaned closer, causing you to feel the back behind the bookcase. His hands trapped you, one against the wall while the other began to play with the bottom of your dress. "Especially in the back, where no one can hear anything~" He pressed his fingers through the dress as you felt him touch your thigh.

"I'm...meeting someone
."

"Come, come now, babe." his slick back hair all grease like, his teeth were as disgusting as a beetle. Crooked and unnatural.  "You're the only girl, pretty enough I haven't conquer. The ladies love a 'bad boy'."

"I'm not one of them..please stop." You pushed him away only for him to move his leg over yours, you could feel his boner through his dirty jeans, covered in who knows what.

"You know you want this-"

"I said Stop!!!" you screamed and punched him in the face, Dean moved away as he chuckle, before grabbing a hold of you.  Your eyes trembled with fear.

"A fighter, I might not go easy on you-"

"Get your hands off of her!" You looked back, seeing Michael grabbed a hold of Dean and tugging him away from you. Blocking his way, between you and him. Dean frowned.

"Shouldn't you be with your people?"

"Shouldnt you be with yours?" That hurt as Dean snickered to himself. 

"I was....with her-"

"She is mine and you know it." Dean wss now laughing, holding his head up as Michael growled.

"Ohh..thats a good one. Like anyone would want to date you. just because you and your brothers are famous, it won't happened."

"Still its not righ-"

"Neither are you." Dean looked down and noticed your finger, he frowned even more, disgusted even. "You both will forever be shamed and so will your children." he than walked away,  causing you to tear up. Michael turned around and lifted your chin up, he hated seeing you cry, it ruined your pretty face.

"Michael..what if he's right." Now it was Michaels turn to be upset. He pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you. You looked up at him.

"Don't listen to what he says, you know this is real." he peck your lips. "One day, the world will accept us. Just another week to go.." That's right, this was going to be your last week of high school and the day you turn 18.

"About that...Michael last night after you left..my father..." you began to tear up once more just thinking about it.

"You can tell me, did he..hurt you.." you moved away from him, but Michael took a hold of your cheek, his eyes widen, anger build up inside of him. "He hurt you!"

"Michael, baby listen to me. My father...he said...if I ever see you again..outside of school...he will kill you...I don't want you dead, because of me."

"What are you saying than..."

"The day..I turn 18...I'm leaving home." Michael soon began to smile at tou, causing you to be confused. "Why are you happy?"

"Well I was going to surprise you, but I found a place we can stay, my first album is going to be released soon, we'll have money to support us-"

"But.."

'But what? Aren't you happy?" His face expression came in, causing you to sadden.

"Is it really worth it...you say you want to me to be your girl, yet...I will be the distraction to your successes. One day, you will be famous and the fans won't like the idea of you being taken..." Michael never really thought how you felt about all this, it was a risky big step, but he didnt care. Michael lifted your chin up, once more and kissed you softly and passionate on the lips, causing you return, he brought in more feeling, maling you wrapped your arms around his neck. Something about this kiss, meant that he wanted you and needed you with him. He soon broke the kiss and let go of you.

"It wouldn't be without you, I love you too much to let go. If your worried about the whole 'marriage thing'. We have one in secret, just you and me.." he took both of your hands and squeezed it. "And the father."

"You really are crazy."

"Yet you are worth it, princess." he peck your lips once more and smiled. 

"I'll accept, Michael, but what if my father-"

"The day you turn 18 is when he is no longer your concern. You will be free of him and we will spend the rest of our lives together."

"I like that." you blushed causing Michael to chuckle. The school bell rang, telling you lunch was over.

"Tonight meet me, where we first met."

"The skating rink, how could I forget." It wad a fond memory, but you just smiled at him. 

"Okay."